Reality

Lola’s fingers danced over the piano keys, pulling out music that was alternately sad, and happy, rigid, and playful. She got to the end, where multiple themes were woven together to form something greater than any one individually. She was trying to juggle many melodies, playing something different with each hand, and her fingers got … Continue reading Playing Piano

It was a warm summer when Jacob went for a hike in the woods.  The birds sang overhead, and the insects chirped underfoot.  He loved feeling like he was walking through a green tunnel, and that nothing existed in the world except for him.  He had sturdy shoes on his feet and carried a backpack … Continue reading Fire in the Dark

Dust filtered down when I pulled down the ladder to the attic, and more of it was covering the l rungs.  I should have brought a mask with me.  The dust was even thicker at the top, covering everything in gray, thick ropes of it hanging in places.  That was just how I remembered it: … Continue reading Old Memories

Evan walks around the house, unfamiliar in its cleanliness. The house he remembers had dirty, off-white walls, not wooden paneling. It smelled of old smoke and dirty laundry, not fresh air and flowers. The floors should be stickier, there should be cobwebs in the corners, cigarettes piled everywhere, the sounds of things scurrying across floors … Continue reading Sirens

I stand on the edge looking down. My clothes snap and pop in the wind. It’s a long way down to the bottom, where the people look like dolls, and the cars look like toys. The sounds of the city are just audible over the howling in my ears, but they are indistinct and indistinguishable, … Continue reading On the Edge

Pavement stretches out in front and behind me. To the sides there are fields and forests; an endless stream of green. The only breeze is from my own passage through the air, which whistles slightly in my ears. The pedals churn beneath my feet, my legs pumping: up down, up down, up down. I can see … Continue reading The Road

Henry finished eating his pasta. Allison and Tanya had already finished, their places abandoned for whatever teenagers do in their room. Jamie was just finishing up. “When you’re done, bring your plate into the kitchen.” Henry took the container of parmesan, totally empty, even of the dust in the bottom. It hit the bottom of … Continue reading Lottery Ticket

Brent dug through the entrails, his hands slick with gore. “Where is it?” His right hand found something smooth and hard. “Yes.” His hand slipped as he tried to pull it off. He put both hands on it. It was stuck fast. He got his feet under him and pulled, but he slipped, falling backwards, … Continue reading Brent

There was a monster that lived in Libby’s house. It didn’t live under her bed, and it didn’t live in her closet. Libby knew that because she could hear the door open when it came in. Libby had never seen the monster because it only came in Libby’s room at night, and it only came in … Continue reading Libby’s Monster