Emma breathed deeply as her eyes slowly and reluctantly opened, stinging from the harsh morning light that pierced through the trees above. She did not move; her surroundings steadily took shape about her and she continued to stare upwards as her vision gradually adjusted to the unforgiving brightness. A horrible, unshakeable pain rang through the… Continue reading Where There’s Smoke
The night slowly wakens the sun gently falls The dark has me shaken my skin fiercely crawls I find myself lonely the forest so dim Soon all kinds of creatures sing their haunting hymn The trees reach above me their branches all curled I'm frightened and jumpy from this ghostly world The ground foul and… Continue reading Fireflies
The slick bus doors hissed and swung open, compelling Martha to look up as a man she knew descended the stairs. Her breath caught and she froze, not knowing what to do as she felt his gaze fall upon her. Hesitantly, she brushed a few wet strands of auburn hair away from her face, sending… Continue reading Moments: In the Cold
The distant rumble of thunder swept over the gently swaying treetops of the old pines as Emma slowed for a moment to rest her chilled and aching feet. The muddy road beneath her slowly gave way to her rain-soaked leather boots, and she frantically scanned the road ahead in hopes of finding some sign of… Continue reading In the Shadows
A sudden sharp hiss and suddenly the flame jumped to life, releasing a small acrid cloud into the dark air that surrounded it. The fire danced gently as it moved forward, slowly licking at the wick of the candle before it split off, giving birth to a new light. The gloomy room gently came in… Continue reading Waiting
My best friend left me all alone, No more home to call my own. He took me for a ride one day, Up, front seat, and down I lay. We drove a time in pure bliss, I did not know things were amiss. We had not gotten very far, And then he took me from… Continue reading Lost and Found
When I was a young boy, I remember a mother giving her son a toy dinosaur for his sixth birthday. He was so fascinated by that one toy that soon his whole bedroom was decorated with dinosaurs. He read every book on the different species and eras, he collected additional toys and built models, and… Continue reading Never Give In
The sickly yellow leaves hissed around Jeames as the wind picked up and he stopped to take a breath. His eyes flew from side to side trying to track movement that seemed to be coming from either side of the trail, but the shadows of twilight made it near impossible. The sound slowly calmed to… Continue reading Fallen Leaves: Prologue
I strike a match and the flame jumps as if just woken from a long nap and then, gently, I lower the flame to the crooked wick of the candle, hunched over and tired from past sessions. The flame catches slowly and begins to rise. Its head begins peeking up over the edge of the… Continue reading Moments: The Candle
One of my earliest memories is of you holding me one summer during a thunderstorm at the lake. The trees all around us flailed in the wind, groaning and thrashing about like wild animals from so many stories read. The sounds and sights of the angry sky above gave me such a fright and shook me to… Continue reading Rain and Giants
