Microfiction: The Lake In Another Place

Above me, the tree is letting loose its streamers, its confetti. It’s drifting down the crinkled orange leaves and depositing them upon the water. I take a long sigh, not in frustration, but a release of everything that is not this peaceful moment.

My phone rings gently against my hip, and I check who’s calling. Continue reading

The Little Critters

As I’ve mentioned a very long time ago on this blog, I walk every day. But lately, I’ve been mostly walking at night. I like the dark, and I enjoy the quiet and the calm.

I also enjoy all the animals that come out at night.

My neighborhood is full of them. So far, I’ve come across rabbits, bats, possums, and the occasional stray cat. I’ve also, and perhaps I’ll do another post later about this story, come across a pair of huge owls. Continue reading

Microfiction: Halloween Children

The smell awoke Kenny. He got groggily out of bed, the clock on his nightstand showing well past 3 am. His boyfriend was still asleep.

“What the fuck is she doing…” Kenny muttered. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and quietly opened and closed the bedroom door.

The bustle became obvious then: the sound of splashing, the oven door being aggressively handled. Continue reading