Down, down, down….
Some dreams I don’t understand.
Lux takes the ride of her life in Vegas.
Lux considers a stranger’s unusual request.
Lux drives to Vegas, ready to have a little fun.
In the middle of the night, Lux makes a bold choice.
Just a few thoughts and warm stuff.
It’s going to be a nest, honey. Right… There. See? We should feel so special a soon-to-be mama bird wants her home here with us.
Our next session isn’t for a few more days… I’m happy to see you, regardless. Are you okay?
A mother and daughter receive help from an unlikely source.
Nature, coffee and conversations with my conscience made each morning the highlight of my day.
The founder of Mindpage plots his next move in the middle of a crisis.
A standard journey to Netsrik becomes complicated by Zirzal’s personal quest for a mate.
When the doorbell rang, tiny brown hairs on the back of Steve’s neck stood at full attention. He didn’t get up to answer.
Who stole Vivi Rich’s gold egg?
As if they were a victim of a strange, inescapable curse, the fog served as a reminder of how unclear and gloomy their life was.
Written for NYC Midnight 100-word Microfiction Challenge 2021
I followed its gaze to a plump woman with red, cotton ball hair, sweating profusely. She sweats so much she melts into a pool of flesh, sliding down the steps of the school.
When Holliday broke apart her fortune cookie, she stretched out a tiny slip of paper with unusual words on it.