Snail Eyes
Short Story About Friendship I once knew a girl that painted the most realistic eyes onto the backs of snail shells. Willow was her name and she was by far absolutely brilliant at it....
Tagged: literature
The Literature page on Image Curve houses most works in prose or poetry that bend reality through numerous creative minds and give us new perspective to read the world.
Rosemary’s Heart
Rosemary walked around with her right palm pressed over her chest. She was beautiful and I was not the only man who loved her. She stood against walls at parties, a slight smile on...
Pariah Queen
Short Story She never meant to kill anyone. Or anything. In this moment nostalgia yet again hotfooted through her synapses; a jagged, fiery sensation. Her mother was a striking artist and a fashionable smoker....
Animal Dilemmas – Pig Lizard
Short Story The Lizard was used to attacks of the sort. As if every living creature wanted a piece of its home. The Lizard knew exactly what to do and how to time it....
Saturday Afternoon
Short Story The woman came by each Saturday afternoon with a record player and a considerable stack of records. The hands that dropped them into place were heavily veined and thick with age, shaking...
Animal Dilemmas – Cat Bee
Short Story The Bee flew out of the window like a rocket using all its strength. Ejecting its poison into the giant required tremendous effort. What the Bee didn’t know was that most bees of...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 3
Short Story He was named Anton. Not after anyone in his family. His kin started in the fires of war and peace that ravaged Eastern Europe. His grandfather fled to the New World. He...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 2
Serial Fiction Reality was incarnated into a modern black and white photograph. A wrinkled old man holding a cigarette, wavy gray hair, thoughtful eyes. Wearing the same shoes for the past ten years. The...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 1
Short Story ‘Our choices have been made for us by our drunk parents.’ Said Archibald casually. Anton’s scattered mind visibly focused on that thought and his mentor’s eyebrows. He was born dry-mouthed. ‘Do not...
The Dream – Part One
She opened her eyes and breathed slowly. That damn dream. A few short steps to the kitchen, and button pressed and coffee began to leak into the percolator. Sunlight slowly came through the window...
Moon – Part One
Short Story A moonless night in a forest of silence. Save for a single soul. A hunter stalking between the trees. When he moved he was nothing more than a shadow in the trees,...
We’ll Fly Away
Short Story Salma stared at the clouds all day. The quiet stilled her mind to let her dream dreams of flight. Salma would find a way into the library after closing and spend...
