The Cheerleader (from 6 Sentences) |
He sat behind her in Honors English, each day studying everything about her how she casually flipped the hair from her face with a dip and shake of a shoulder and the way she brushed her fingers gen...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 11:28:00 GMT |
FALLING DOWN (published in Powder Burn Flash) |
Poole once said that fear was something that could be seen in another persons eyes, but Kirby wasnt sure he believed that. ..Poole.. said a lot of things usually whatever was necessary to get you...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Jan 2009 13:54:00 GMT |
GRACE (published in Six Sentences) |
The sand felt warm, the way it usually was on Saturday afternoons in Seaside Heights; face down on the beach under a hot July sun that burned my back and shoulders while Jenny was getting cheese fries...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:30:00 GMT |
THINGS UNSPOKEN (published in Six Sentences) |
There's something about the way he touches me every time that makes my heart skip a beat and pushes the air from my throat. I shiver under his hot breath while he whispers softly and pulls himse...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:29:00 GMT |
FADE IT OUT (published in Six Sentences) |
Nobody saw nothing; a crowd of onlookers had gathered across the street at the steps of the train station, watching as one of the uniforms wrapped yellow police tape between two utility poles then off...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:28:00 GMT |
HUSTLE AND GRIND (published in Six Sentences) |
Sunshine took a drag on the Camel Light and stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as the cigarette smoke curled slowly towards the ceiling. The guy was sprawled naked across the bed in...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:26:00 GMT |
INSIDE (published in Six Sentences) |
Don't matter how many hours a day you spend walking the yard like a free man, the ten digit number on your shirt, the dirty blue fatigues that make you look like every other con, and the Mini 14 carbi...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:25:00 GMT |
THE STEPS YOU TAKE (published in Six Sentences0 |
The kid is just a punk corner boy from somebody's crew who doesn't know better, full of attitude and tough cool in a red Phillies' baseball cap twisted sideways on his head, gold chains, and Ecko jack...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:23:00 GMT |
THE EMPTY RIDE HOME (published in Six Sentences) |
This one was special; she held a place in your heart none of the others filled the two of you shared such a unique bond that it hurts now to let her go. You love her the same way you loved the...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:22:00 GMT |
THROUGH THE HEART SLOWLY (published in Six Sentences) |
Margaret parks in front of the house on Philadelphia Avenue, turns off the Toyota's engine, and feels that old familiar pain as she remembers the boy who had lived there years earlier. Even now ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 19:20:00 GMT |
