Tree was pleased to find that he

was the place she chose to play.

Anticipation alighted on the breeze,

summoning company that fateful day.

Boy approached, was promptly ignored,

“What are you doing?” he’d rudely asked.

Girl glanced and scanned him passively,

then returned to her flower ring task.

She didn’t catch what tree had seen,

that flash of attraction on boy’s face.

_‘When was the last tim...

Formidable looming boughs groan

with a swell of an errant breeze.

Unfathomable how the intangible

can sway such an ancient tree.

Inherited images exhibited ancestors

engaging the very same shade.

Supplying the sycamore with secrets,

a practice mother fervently forbade.

Time only strengthens its spine,

fortified on words best left unsaid.

How does something so alive

comprise a shrine of the dea...

It’s on the tip of my tongue to say, ‘I told you so.’ Those four little words dangle in the air between us, producing tension thicker than the fog we wade through.

Ben huffs as he halts. His hiking boots stomping a bit petulantly on a large flat rock that the shallow stream caresses.

“Alright,” he relents, hands on hips, “we’re lost.”

I match his stature but decide to add a smile.

“Was that s...

Delphine has noticed her life getting repetitive lately: groan herself awake, resent the dawning of a new day, embrace the all consuming dread summoned by the responsibilities that await beyond the sanctity of sheets, repeat.

So, she knew that she shouldn’t have gotten out of bed today.

If anything, that knowledge was her only constant within the monotony.

Refusing to be an accountant for he...

“I’ve always said, if I only had one day left to live, I wouldn’t want to know about it,” I complain over the rim of my latte.

Jane squints her red rimmed eyes at me and leans forward, chest pressing further into the small table between us, her hearing apparently impeded by the frantic screams of passersby.

‘Really should’ve made coffee at home today,’ I think.

I try not to leave my place on...

“Careful of vampires!” Jade calls as I’m halfway out the door.

Just one more step. C’mon. You can do it.

My body turns back into the apartment anyway. Curses.

I can’t help it and she knows it.

“There are no such thing as vampires,” I grit out to the beaming psycho.

It was endearing at first, the random roommate I was assigned being so into the supernatural. Less so after months of made u...