Walking always clears my head. Maybe it’s something about the fresh air or the freedom of moving in any direction I want. I love the dense warm summer air as a myriad of sensations hang in the thick atmosphere. The city has its own rhythm. The melody of sounds is deafening and chaotic, but whenContinue reading “The Solution”
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Cheating Time
I keep having this reoccurring dream that I’m running down an empty street. It’s darker than a midnight where the dim shadow of a sliver blue moon and the intermittent blink of a couple faulty streetlights cast cruel lonely silhouettes. All I can hear is the haunting echo of my kitten-heeled slingbacks against the pavementContinue reading “Cheating Time”
The Chump
“You were supposed to be dead,” a bystander screams glaring at my formerly lifeless body resurrect from the ground. “I feel like it,” I mumble, patting my hands over my chest taking stock of my body. I think I’m ok. But how? When someone shoots you in the chest, you’re usually not ok. I lookContinue reading “The Chump”
The Case of the Deadly Dreams
Night 1 There he was laying on the kitchen floor. Next to him was the cast iron frying pan. But what happened? Who could have done this? I was sleeping; did I hear something? Barefooted, I ran toward the front door in my nightgown. It was still locked. Confused, I scurried around the house lookingContinue reading “The Case of the Deadly Dreams”