Kat flipped through the pages of the ancient book. She wasn't usually into reading, but she did like the sights and sounds of this new library down the street. Old paper and deafening silence occasionally broken by muffled footsteps or murmurs.

The book she had chosen caught her eye because of its title: "The Cat". Her name, just spelled wrong. She'd expected a dashing protagonist named Cat, exp...

There's nothing better than the wind in your hair and the freedom of the open road. Engine revving, weaving in and out of unsuspecting cars on the highway. Sure, we were likely leaving irritation in our wake, but by the time that agitation even registered, we were miles ahead.

I preferred riding alone on my own motorcycle (his name is Greg) but riding with Brin on hers was second best. Even thoug...

A tree stands alone on a hill, lit by weak sunlight, swaying in a gentle breeze. Its leaves flutter, glittering as they flip asynchronously from light side to dark and back again. A flock of birds shuffles along the upper branches, rustling both feathers and leaves in an uneasy dance before rising suddenly as one, fleeing the ostensibly peaceful scene. Nearby, a fox lifts his head and flares his n...

Over the past two months, her frustration had built to unbearable levels. It shouldn't be that difficult. All it took was a pinch. A strategic pluck, and the power could be hers.

Cara breathed in and puffed the air back out. Breathed in, sighed it out. The rest of her class sat silently on cushions around the room, eyes closed, hands dancing through the air. They looked so serene, so graceful an...

Data abounds

Graphs surround

A wondering mind

Wanders lost in the mire

Is it truth?

Is it lie?

Dressed pretty

Thus to seem

As confident fact

Logic intact

Boring old truth

Fancified lies...