There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.– Maya Angelou
Tom followed Jack through the winding underground passages. “Where are we going?” Tom asked. “Surprise,” Jack said, his nine segments rattling as he shivered. Tom’s seven pair of feet pattered softly on the dirt. “Is it scary?” “Yes.” Tom rolled into a ball reflexively. “Really?” Jack said. Tom unrolled. “I don’t know why that doesn’t…
The Pond Life
The little, white duck was sitting in the water, doing as he ought to. He took a bite of a lily pad, and said, “I’m glad!” The little, green frog swimming in the water, did what he ought to and jumped on the lily pad. He croaked, “What’s up, Duckie buddy?” “You wouldn’t believe the…
Right Where I Want You
Jenna walked down the hall, flat black shoes slapping the marble. Her aide, Patricia, was rambling off the remainder of the day’s activities. They passed several suits and one was Senator Morse. “Mrs. Hawking,” Senator Morse called, after they had passed. Jenna grabbed Patricia’s arm and kept the forward momentum going. “Don’t evuh stop for…
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On June 27, 2021 my short story Imago Delinquents was accepted for publication at Teleport Magazine!
On March 13, 2021, my short story How to Survive in the ’30s was accepted for publication with the Alpha Female Society! Please stop by and have a read.
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