Angel’s Wings The sun shined as rain gently sprinkled from the sky. Students quickly rose from their desks and excitedly made their exit back to freedom from lecture. Off to the Stevenson Coffee House they went for a quick caffeine pick-me up as she rode her bike back down the Read more…
Inside a dimly lit living room The Inside Man blasted from the speakers while the TV silently flashed commercials and strange shadows. Pete put the blunt to his lips and took a long slow pull deeply inhaling. Holding his breath steady for one second two long, Pete gasped into a Read more…
As Brooke plopped herself onto the couch, she balanced down to grab the New Yorker from the coffee table. She opened it up and flipped through “The Talk Of The Town” section not really reading anything at all. It had been one of those things she begged her mother to Read more…
Skyline I live in a rectangular container. It contains me well. I have a window. I look out sometimes. Most times I just see grey. Some days, I can see the skyline of what I think is still Los Angeles and the mountains beyond. At times I can hear Read more…
He woke up to police shaking him down. “Hey, wake up…you gotta move on…wake up…” Quietly he stood up and tried to focus his eyes. He was blinded by the early morning sun. It was his birthday, but it was just impossible to remember how old he was. Looking up Read more…
She had eggs frying in a skillet when he left for work. “Well at least she’s up,” he thought to himself. Looking for work was beginning to wear on her as she cascades between depression and nonsensical coping practices. She assigns herself menial tasks and chores around the house as Read more…
She sat quietly at the cluttered kitchen table in her boyfriend’s house. It was late afternoon and he was busy making drinks. Manhattans are the prefered cocktail at the moment. The silence committed violence in their ears like a fierce sneaky ninja running the gauntlet through a room. The sun Read more…