To Be a Skipping Stone
Half way there. You worked so hard today, just a staircase left. But the staircase is a pool. A pool of blue-gold water shimmering and-- now concrete. I’m sick…
Half way there. You worked so hard today, just a staircase left. But the staircase is a pool. A pool of blue-gold water shimmering and-- now concrete. I’m sick…
The medic lingers by his bed. Her voice is contained in mics and whispered by faulty headphones Words are exchanged like fragile trinkets does he notice how…
Rip my heart out. Wear it on your sleeve. Dangle it in front of me. Kiss it when you leave. Toss it in the garbage. Throw it down the drain. Put it through the…
I open my eyes. The horizon is glazed with the gray haze of dawn. Everything is suffused in this half-light. The taste of metal blossoms inside my mouth…
She could still hear the screams. He’d railed at them, cursed them. His eyes - Lord above, his eyes. What fire had burned within them; what madness had…
Fifteen year old Danny Stone, called Rock by his friends, had a secret. It was 4:30pm when The Stone, signed off with his bros, and entered his brownstone…
With a single blow from the hammer stone he chipped off a good sized blank. Half as long as his palm, two fingers wide and less than a finger in depth. He…
“Yeah, well I was in a hurry and dad won’t mind as long as it’s not a rabbit.” “I mind! And I think he minds!” She pointed at the cage. I turned to look at…