Browsing Category: Short Story

LIGHTED WOODS

               “Thank you for the lightness I feel in the times we speak,” he shared as they traipsed slow through the winter woods.  Suspend of mist veiled depth of view and made quiet their steps in fall onto sodden leaves of the understory.  “I feel safe and trust, and when I do—I hope, which means […]

MAYBE ONLY FRONT

               He read the passage once again as he came to it in story’s page:                “She paused.  She was making two discoveries.  One was that you didn’t have to talk in complete sentences.  People didn’t seem to need more than a word or two to make their own sense of what you said.  The […]

PEOPLED OUT

        Worn out.           Peopled out.         Tired.         He rested alone in recliner chair.         Laundry machine whirred and zipper, button, or loose change from pocket clinked in the dryer’s run.  He didn’t want the sound.           He wanted silence.  He rose and shut […]

SECRET BELIEF

               She walked the park in evening hour of yellow light’s begin, ethereal of time and scene that brought her into pause, wonder, and thought that perhaps this world, in hour then, was no more than compose of one’s own dreams.  For if the world was of her dream, she could imagine a truer light, […]

ALL THE WORLD

               January, they worked in the garden together.  Clear blue of sky and light soft wind in warming from the south, day was too beautiful not to.                She dressed in jeans fit and shaped to her legs and leather boots with pointed toes, a signature of her style and small detail that by him […]

STORIES’ COVER

        They read in the fire light, each in their own story, in share of world and room.  Each in a romance: one new, another more aged, that shaped their minds in match of moods.         Change of sound in turns of page, eyes’ look upward from the lines in find of […]

OVERTHINK

               “You’re overthinking again, aren’t you?” she asked in chide and know, drawn focus in his face she read as worry when she saw no reason or need to be.                “I guess I am,” he answered to her words.  “How do you not?”                “I don’t know, just don’t.”                She was better at […]