dead calm adrift  a vast pacific mirror waiting salt-poisoned dreams  fevered fish flying a school cracks the glass overarching my too well-made craft still afloat enduring land in sight white prismatic floating mountains cool promise sending shards of light into all its brave components were they really there? sail tattered cups the imaginary breeze the oars a memory ready for a current to catch  a motion

My heart is like a haunted chamber. Filled with phantoms of the past. Each chamber holds a woman crying. Each alone in moonlight cast. Chamber one, holds a woman grieving, for the child she lost-unborn. Struck down by her husband's hatred, she sits alone, lost, forlorn. Chamber two, holds a woman weeping on bent knees by candlelight. Praying for divine protection, from cancer of the womb this night. Chamber three, holds a...

“He would never forget those hands.” Frowning, Karen crossed out the sentence — too ambiguous. She shifted nervously in the waiting room chair, trying to concentrate on her creative writing assignment to “craft a complete, unequivocal story using six words.” “Screw you and your impossible assignment.” Probably wouldn’t fly. Eventually, just one line remained: “Relief came, then tears: ‘It’s benign.’” Perfect. With a wan s...

I slowly awoke from my slumber. I heard the steady drone of a fan. I remembered the shadow of a dream as reality spread before my senses. I had been frightened and running, but I couldn't remember anything specific just a feeling of desperation. I began to notice my surroundings. I didn't know where I was. I didn't feel Billy curled up next to me. I wasn't even in my own bed. Memories sluggishly filled the void of my cons...

This song only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. ~~~The sea speaks ~~~ Wash my tears away with rain;Leave my shadowed heart by the sea.I've been dreaming of a sunrise with you,Where the salt on the wind scours my pain.Where are you?Far away where the ocean horses run,There's a meadow where my love has gone to live.Sirens singing over velvet emerald waves,There's a light in th...

I graduated college with a BS in Geography. As “they” are wont to say, “That and a buck will get you a cup of coffee.” Sure enough, it didn’t get me a job, so I went to work as an automobile mechanic. After four years of twisting wrenches, and being sick and tired of never having clean hands, or feeling really clean all over, I decided to look for other gainful employment. Perusing the Help Wanted ads (in those days there...

My name is Mindy. I'm five years old. My hair is long and brown. I live with my mommy. She says my hair is pretty. She says I'm pretty, too. My mommy has to work a lot. I miss her but I get to stay with my Meme. My Meme is very old. Mommy is old too, but not as old as Meme. Meme says she was a young girl once. I can hardly believe that. But I always believe my Meme, and I love to stay with Meme because we cook together an...

Gulls scream at her from above. She stands forlorn beside the sea. Unseen hands tear at her clothes. She wears a cloak of misery. Her heart aches with a pain. Phantoms whisper in her ears. He used her, he stole her heart. She breaks down in tears.  White waves lash the rocks. The buoy tolls its knell. "Betrayed, betrayed." Rings its lonely bell. She walks a labyrinth of pain, toward the cliffs of white. Phantoms clasp her...

Fog had seeped into the empty space just beyond the tree line of the forest, submerging the small house. A thick cloak that even the most skilled of hunters could barely see through. William wasn’t concerned, summer was fading to fall and fog was likely to start appearing more often. He made sure his father took another dose of medicine. These were leaves stir fried so the medicine contained within the plant was released....

All through the Fall, Winter and Spring months I continued to deal blackjack. While in the academy we romanticized what the job would be like, and all too soon we realized that we had deluded ourselves. Ninety percent of the time we dealt to the flotsam and jetsam of the intercity dwellers. They would seat themselves at my table change one hundred dollars into chips and start betting.They would tap the table constantly wh...

Monica and Stefan got together in the last part, now introduced. Who was Monica? She was the same age as Cricket. Cricket and she were best friends at the Bard School. Monica was the same height as Cricket and the same size. She claimed she was not beautiful, just a plain, simple girl. Her hair was brown, long, and straight. Her eyes were brown and sparkled when Stefan approached. She had a much younger brother who lived...

(5/29/13) All that I am, all that I can be Is because you came into me I felt a sensation, a shiver, and a chill I lost control, I lost my will. So many words rushing through my mind It was like I was out in space, and out of this time. The words flowed like a brook into the river Gathering everything in its path to a final destination Giving me peace, giving me gratification. Words, so many words with different meanings...

Time passes like a gentle breeze. The hands move slowly to caress the seconds like a deceitful lover. The clock's face, benign and handsome, looks on. As the days, months and years pass, the clock ticks a rhythm. Beguiling, giving a false sense of security. Time passes, waiting for a birth, a death. The deceitful hands move on. We are born, we die. The clocks face, serene, shows no mercy. Ticking away our lives and when w...

Since you went away the world is standing still.Since you went away my life has lost its thrill. Since you went away the road is one long hill.Since you went away,Since you went away,Since you went away. Since you went away my heart has skipped a beat.Since you went away my life has lost its heat.Since you went away I miss your lips so sweet.Since you went away,Since you went away,Since you went away. Since you left my li...

It's my fault that it got in me. This is my punishment for being so damn weak. So damn selfish. So incredibly stupid. I lay in a pool of regret-tainted sweat, struggling to catch my breath, sharp pains shooting up and down my spine. My stomach rolls. A wave of nausea flows through me, propelling me upright. I lurch from my sister's bed, out of the arms of my sister's husband, empty the contents of my stomach into my siste...