The Creature At Night
At 9 P.M., I take the wood chair in the bedroom and lodge its back beneath the door handle that does not lock. My third try is strongest, where the door cannot open and will not budge. I do not believe anyone will attempt to enter, not now that…
Celebrating Dreams
Every day this week, my dreams have been smiling at me. Swirling within my mind, cupping my cheeks, beaming at the steps I’ve made. It isn’t often I wake up with a smile dancing upon my lips, with a lightness settling across my bones, lifting them to the clouds. A…
Supporting Role
When I was in fourth grade, a boy told me he could hold off going to the bathroom longer than me. The bet was foolish, and all I would win was the knowledge that he was wrong. Yet I took him up on it. I sat on the bus as…
The Graduation Of 2012
I graduated RCS in 2012, the jokingly “apocalyptic” class, as 2012 was supposed to be when the world ended.
The Thief
When I was a child, there was a thief. I do not know how old I was. I do not know where I was. But he came into my room, steps light upon the rug, and stole from me my heart. Stole from me my soul. He stitched rocks in…