Little Stars
David and I were still awake at 3 am. The moon wasn’t full, that wasn’t the reason, but the Perseids were doing their August trick, showering meteors like streaks of sleep dust from the sandman, mocking us.
David and I were still awake at 3 am. The moon wasn’t full, that wasn’t the reason, but the Perseids were doing their August trick, showering meteors like streaks of sleep dust from the sandman, mocking us.
Dave looked at the neon sign in the corner of the bar window: ‘DEAD END.’ Even though the name…
Dr. Mica Monroe crossed the kitchen with four clicks of her six inch heels and opened the refrigerator door. Twenty one neatly stacked…
“Yes, yes. Over there is fine. Just under the middle window. Thank you so much,” Braynah said, directing the two workmen. Both men, in burly middle age…
I’m crammed in with forty-nine other pairs of feet, shackled in steel. It’s kinda like a reverse Oreo of…
Adele had known the man whose body was found nestled among the bags of expired bread behind the 7-11. His name had been…
“I am so broken,” you say. Raising my head, I am struck by this new look in your eyes. Mesmerized, I don’t even wonder as…
The window display in the Goodwill relied on an imaginative employee. Sometimes washed, occasionally smokey, and…
Awais had a great thirst for adventure. During his college days he toured several places with his classmates in a college bus.