Browsing Category: Short Story

                He woke to the sense of storm: thunder and low-roll tremors that struck in wave through chest as front drew near.  He woke her to the same: with storm that stirred, sent body into tremble; waves of sense that flashed her skies and left behind an after-peace—her still in his embrace—as soft rains fell […]

“A new world…Free at last!  No thanks to God, free at last!”—Aristarchus Jones (Walker Percy), Lost in the Cosmos                 Day of darkness neared and from cave’s opening Simon studied transept line showing vertical upon the face of the Great Ember, dividing illumination from darkness.  In illumination, Simon witnessed storms on the Great Ember billowing […]

          “They were people who had no special interest in religion or God, in expanding their minds or reaching a new level of consciousness, until one day they simply decided to change everything.  The most interesting thing about the book was that it told of how, in each of those lives, there was a single […]

          “I binge read a book the other week,” he shared.           She laughed, “You?  I would have never thought that possible.  I thought you just called that reading!”           He smiled back, “This one was excessive, even for my rate.”           “What was it?” she asked.           “Where the Crawdad’s Sing.  I’d heard about […]

          Ryan returned to the passages that cast the story with its romance, to the hidden glade in the woods of which only Aliena then knew; where Jack followed and found and spoke to her alone.  It became the sanctuary where they learned and discovered one another; where Jack read poetry and stories learned from […]

                “How do you change the world?” asked the young man of ambition to the old with experience.                 “Care,” the old man answered.  “Care for Someone, Anyone.  Don’t worry whether it is the Right One, or the Wrong One.  Who it is, is not important, so long as it is Someone.  If you feel […]

                “Why are you going back there?” Adam asked.                 “Because it’s in me,” Ryan answered.  “I’ve ignored it, and it’s stayed.  Maybe if I write it, it will release and let me be.  It doesn’t bother me.  It doesn’t haunt me.  It’s just there, but I want space for better memories, not these.                 […]

          They sat in a ground blind looking out over a timbered edge of burned prairie waking back to life.  In the steel-sheen glow of darkness before the rising colors of dawn, green sprigs shone spiking from the black mounds of charred earth.  As light rose, the faint green of spring buds shone in adornment […]