Fiction Writing
'Where does it lead?' 'Wherever you are supposed to be.' Kevin peered down the road to where it disappeared, enveloped in a thick cloud of mist. 'That's not very reassuring,' he said. 'That depends. Where do you think you should be?' Kevin thought back. He had done some good things, he had done some things … Continue reading DESTINATION
The span of their lives ran together. Born within minutes of each other in the same city, they attended different schools separated by only one block, divided more by religious difference than geography. They found each other through mutual friends in their teenage years, growing closer with every trip to the park, visit to the … Continue reading LIFESPAN
Every year, on the same day, another one appeared: a black dahlia. She had almost run out of space to put them around her villa. Each year the perennials re-sprouted, a forest of dark bloomage that shrouded her white walls. The shadow they cast she could not escape. The blackness in her heart was embodied … Continue reading RECOMPENSE
I was never a strong swimmer, unlike him, and he was stronger. That's why drowning him never appealed. Plus, I'd get my hair wet and my make-up would run. But he did love the water, always at the pool, showing off his toned body and admiring the girls. So it seems only right that I … Continue reading INTERVENTION
Lay me down here in the shade in this small hollow in the ground, Let the rush of the world pass me by, Lay me down and let me rest awhile, Take the weight off my shoulders for I can carry it no longer, Release my burden for I am too old to carry on, … Continue reading LAY ME DOWN HERE IN THE SHADE IN THIS SMALL HOLLOW IN THE GROUND
