Evolving Fiction

Into the depths, that's where you'll find your truest friend. As I siphon through the emotional outpouring of my mind, I find two things...

Potholes, Indiana. A natural sluice. A salamander. The feeling of carefree childhood. Wonder, imagination, light. Sending my raw, cold...

In the pale streetlight I see the demon standing in front of me. I see the hunger. I feel the lust. And when I confront it, it shrivels....

I was set, a top upon the world to carve my uneven line. I was placed in a family. I was given a home, but I was destined to be other. I...

I am the creaky fan. I am the leaky windowpane. I am the grime on the linoleum floor, the crumbs under the cushion. I am the crumpled...

The world gave to me a soft face and a dark heart. So, that when I look in the mirror I do not see me reflected truly. I do not see who I...

Norton sat in his favorite armchair, lazily trailing his thoughts in the rain on the window pane. He was searching for something to...

I have this grapefruit spoon I got from my mother. It means a great deal to me. It has a lovely shape with a simple decorative ribbon...