Knowing white as lack of color, I dismiss myself as pale, trailing a train of lace and disdain, dragging through streets useless and...

it starts with a punch to the gut hacking cough spitting curse and gasp slipping between barbed tongues and the cracks of skin smoke-dry...

He was the first man to ever comment on my appearance, the first male to bring attention to my pale freckled skin, he was the first one...

The universe is a thespian Organic machinery in a massive baroque improv masterpiece An infinite 360 degree opus, a kinetic molecular...

Isolation is a lonely hearts best friend—its only solitude. My heart is lonely, she spends her time cowering in the hole of my chest...

You don’t understand. There are pickles in my diary. And I don’t mean some botched political metaphor or weird sexual innuendo, I mean...

She was my best friend She was so beautiful and full of kindness and grace She taught me about love, life, and friendship She loved me...

When she got her mail after work, Linda recognized her mother’s familiar script on the top envelope. She gave a sigh, then shuffled it to...

We are tulips and daffodils and roses and petunias. We share borders but have no boundaries. We are all different, yet all the same....

Dreams of silver Echo in your mind Mirrors turned towards an infinite void Cactus pricks of joy leave your skin flushed Memories etched...

The sea roses glob up on the foot of the slab And the driftwood about us has piled in irregular rhythms Remains of not so ancient...

*This short story placed as the 4th runner up of the 2021 Sad Girls Club Short Story Contest **Cowboy Jamboree is the original publisher...