The pathway through the marsh was built to endure - straight, solid, and indestructible. Even the marsh’s ravenous denizens were repelled by it. The stone viaduct was impervious to all but the miasma of wretchedness that rose from the muck. The fecund foliage surrounding the path encroached on the bridge’s low barrier rail stretching sinewy … Continue reading Dead man walking
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Precarious calm
Winter winds swept down the mountain, whipping through bare tree limbs and worming through narrow gaps in the barn walls. It moaned as if in pain from the effort. Loft doors, weakly clinging to rusty hinges, slapped against weathered boards, splintering the already tired wood. Wild curses were lost in the maelstrom as dust devils … Continue reading Precarious calm
100 Word Challenge: Lost
I can’t fly, nor read minds. I can’t render myself invisible nor do I have extraordinary strength. I do, however; have a unique superpower. I can find all the lost things. If something is un-find-able, come to me. It can be a specific tool (menfolk territory), a book, or article of clothing that was never … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Lost
It was only a mirage
After walking for what seemed like hours - but was actually around 15 minutes - Casper crested a small hill in a seemingly endless and scorching ribbon of black asphalt. As his luck would have it, Casper's car breaking down on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, on the hottest day … Continue reading It was only a mirage
The shape of things
The home smelled of mothballs with a lingering hint of tobacco smoke. Griffith stood at the foot of the staircase looking up into the gloomy second floor. Each stair tread had a worn indent from so many years of use. He absentmindedly stroked the acorn-shaped finial atop the newel post. The railing swayed with every … Continue reading The shape of things
Electrified
“I dare you to touch it.” A wad of teens stood at the edge of the sunken field, several larger boys nudging and taunting a smaller one. Two cypress trees stood in the center of the Graco Factory drainage basin. Wrapped around their trucks about four feet from the ground was a metal band. Protruding from the … Continue reading Electrified





