it depends

“Do you ever want to get married?”  I put the question back to him. It’s a horrible habit answering a question with a question but he doesn’t call me on it.  He doesn’t even know he missed an opportunity to call me on it.  He is considering options, his face scrunched tight Read more…

live with?

I have to tell you I was a little embarrassed. I mean I had no idea where you were and there’s your mom asking one hundred and one questions. Literally. I really believe she can squeeze that many into a half an hour. She talks fast man!  Anyway, I know Read more…

I had a sister right?

This is not the setting Gwen imagined, a nondescript hospital room.  But it makes sense, these are the last hours of her mother’s life.  If not with her dying breath when else would she whisper the secret she denied for a lifetime.  Pastels and pressed wood.  Gwen wishes there was more Read more…

“my older sister buys my clothes”

Erica doesn’t much care about what she wears as long as it doesn’t itch.  Her sister tired of her wearing the same black stretch pants and men’s sweaters, so she became her personal shopper.  Meaghan has good “fashion sense” and calls herself a “fashionista”.  Erica thinks the terms sound asinine Read more…

Writer’s Tears

The fucking words were getting more elusive, the sting of the scotch did little to help with their flow. Carl stared at the flashing blue line with rheumy eyes wondering why he was even bothering. The eviction notice was hours from being posted and he’d spurned his last true friend Read more…

tiny little secret

Keely isn’t going to tell but she wants everyone to know.  But they must know, they must be able to see it.  Can’t they?  Isn’t there a visible change?  She imagined a new hue to her aura.   Keely didn’t really talk in terms of auras but she remembered seeing that Read more…