‘Queen of the Sky’ is published
Mommy says now that I'm eight years old I get to be queen all day. So early this morning, she put my queen costume from Halloween at the foot of my bed. I was so excited. I got out of my jammies and into that dress quick as a greyhound dog.
In dispute, a tiny story
But her jerk of a brother said to let it go, pretend it was never theirs.
A fun 100-word story
Of course it was a witch we outsmarted in the woods, not some feeble, senile neighbor.
Gleaming: a 100-word story
Day after day he winds blackberry vines around paperbacks, doorknobs, French fries, shoes—everything he can touch.
Every Imperfection
“Liar,” she taunts. She dips her fingers into a bowl of hard candy, knocking two pieces onto the counter. She stuffs one, wrapper crinkling, into her pocket for later.
So Beautiful — Part 2
She won’t force Coco to eat, for the babe is plump and rosy-cheeked—unlike Jason who was born premature at 28 weeks. His first two years were a rash of incisions, tubes, monitors and transfusions.
So Beautiful
She wants a magic elixir so Arturo, her true love, can return to her, so they can make love from dusk to dawn in a tent on a far off beach, no worries about what the future will bring. She wants a potion to take her back—if only for a day—so she can race full tilt down the sidewalk to catch a streetcar and know in that moment exactly how beautiful she is.