Tag Archives: winter
I Knew It
Put on some fucking clothes, he used to say, but his eyes would wander. He would look, because he was a red-blooded man. He would let his eyes drift over exposed rib and bared, scarred skin. Because. But he always … Continue reading
I Ran For Eli
“Blue flare when you find him, so everyone knows to head back to the van!” I heard Eli shout after us. I didn’t answer. Asshole. Of course I know to use the blue flare. I could see my breath as … Continue reading
DeathWatch No. 0 – A Beginning
This is Issue #0 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. This tiny short is just the beginning — or a beginning. (You could go back, and back, and back, and back, into the history of the world, to learn where everyone … Continue reading
Glittering
Falling in love with you was like falling into a glittering snowbank: dazzling and bright and overwhelming, but then it left me cold and wet and sick, feeling like I’d never be able to be warm again.
Winterweary
Winterweary bones know nothing but the chill of another year beginning, when everyone knows the last one is still clinging like last year’s dead blossoms on the skeleton of a magnolia, keeping the new blooms from being able to breathe.