It can be an odd world, especially once you leave it and return. Walking through the streets and hoping to find redemption can be a difficult task. You have to be open to what the universe throws out at you. Open. Not closed. She knew that. She […]
She stared at the mirror wondering why. She turned and opened the bathroom closet and saw memories. They flashed before her eyes. She wondered how. She lifted the pink towels and they felt so rough and soft. Beneath them she found the keys and the map. She had […]
The briefcase was heavier than it looked. Gold bars would do that. But, of course, no one knew about the briefcase’s content. None of it. She parked the car gently because that was all she knew to do. Plus, her mind was racing. Thus, everything else needed to […]
It was a fantabulous day. Or rather, there was great promise that it would be. And, that was thrilling. Exhilirating. The flowers were proof of that. They weren’t real and that was perfect. Just perfect. An anniversary shouldn’t be marred by something that quickly dies. She never understood […]
It had been one of those days. Every time she went to the restroom, she felt an odd presence. The toilet flushed oddly as if it were a person gurgling. She even wondered whether there was someone in there. It was a creepy thought to have each day. […]
He presented himself as a sad, broken man. He sat across from her with his head hanging low with a furrowed brow. Something was wrong but she was convinced it wasn’t a broken spirit. He was lying with his posture. But what was he masking? Everyone in the […]
Upon waking up she went into her bathroom closet to grab her medications. She then smelled this weird chemical odor and she sniffed around to find its cause. She wondered if it was coming from her. She then wondered if she was dead. What proof did she have […]
She had been up since 3am. She just couldn’t sleep. She kept thinking of the word “dragnet” but she had no idea why that was so. At first she thought she couldn’t sleep because of the 5 large cups of coffee she had consumed the day […]
Growing up she had been warned to never look at a mirror at night. Much harm could come her way if she did. She had been warned day in and day out and she took it seriously. Then one day she threw a fleeting glance at the mirror […]
Some might say she is a hoarder. But she doesn’t agree with such a characterization. She likes to characterize herself as a memory banker. Every single bit in her house, down to the straw, has an attached memory. She likes to make a lot of deposits. But she […]
