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The Lightning
“The Lightning” by Elizabeth Fenley I drove safely; the lightning had shitty aim.I have to get to my dogs; they might be out in this thunderstorm. My house is going to smell like wet dog. Six wet dogs. Good thing I sent an hour mopping the floor. Gotta remember to dry them off before they jump on the bed. Sarah and Barry tried to convince me to stay at work, wait until the storm passed. Charlie said I had to stay there and eat dinner with them, and then he volunteered his older brother's bed for me to sleep in tonight. I wonder how Evan would feel about that. I can't tell a three year ol...
Tower of Gold
He was average, and he knew it.Average name. Jake Brown.Average height. 5’9、Average job. Customer service. Well, that one might’ve been below average, but that was beside the point. The point was that Jake was average, and he would never be anything more. Never leave a mark in the world, never have a legacy to be proud to share with his children. Jake was average.Until he wasn’t.It started with a morning like any other: wake up at six, shower, eat, run a comb through his hair. Show up five minutes early to work, merge with the sea of grey-clad employees. Hide behind a counter, his counter, and...
Still
Gray. Blue. A hint of purple. A stripe of red. Yellow. Orange. The center of the sun. I catch hints of it on my drive home, only glimpses between houses and trees and power lines and the smudge of transparency that I call a window. The sun is rising in the East. A few cars are on the street: some, like me, heading home after working the night shift, others only beginning their day. The sky paints a story around us. A story of hope and of second chances. Most of us ignore it, though, too tired to take our eyes off the street. Still, each day, it tells the same story, hoping that someone will li...
Waiting Sparrow
Caroleena was a peculiar girl in the small town of Windstock, Illinois. She was considered to be wild compared to her peers who apparently knew how to behave, unlike her. Ever since she was little she would run as often as she could and had a tendency to dirty herself in the outdoors resulting in an unsightly and unkempt appearance. But this wasn’t the only reason why people generally avoided Caroleena. While most children developed somewhat normal behavioral identifiers, like wearing mismatched socks or collecting smooth rocks, Caroleena was known to always carry her bird, a small thing, flut...