Contrasting Positions
My steps up the blacktop walkway from the lower parking lot sound louder and louder. The off-white, windowed, one-story hallway ahead grows. My heart beats faster with each step. A knot in my throat,...
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Visiting our newest Great Niece
Julianna sleeps. Caterina dressed her in a light, pink baby dress. She has much brown, curly hair in only two weeks! While Mira chats with Anna-Maria in Portuguese, Frankie stroke’s the baby’s cheeks. We’ve...
The Legendary Danny Doom
Short Story Danny Doom was the nickname he had given himself. I found It kinda fitting for a young man with such an unsettling death wish. Although, It was rather his over abundance...
The Choice
Poem That was it that moment the suspense me growing up and saying no. Suspended in the air my thoughts were trying to grasp the reality of what my brain just did, and...
I’m Marlon Brando, You’re Grace Kelly
Short Story When I was nine I talked like Marlon Brando. I was small for my age and I wanted to intimidate other kids and seem cool. In all of his movies he...
The City Among the Stars – Part One: Utopia
Short Story “There hasn’t been a murder in this civilization in its half-millennia existence. Did you ever think you would be the first? And did you ever think it would be like looking in...
Smuggs Chronicle ’14, Day 16: August 9, 2014
I awake at five. Toss and turn until seven. Then give up and center on the deck for the last time at Smuggs this season. Birdsongs, so different and yet similar, to home; the...
