Stories tagged “NONFICTION”

  • The King in Orange II

    Story is marked as mature

    Posted 8 months ago
  • The King in Orange I

    Across a cultivated green, you can find him shambling and swaying like a drunken dotard,

    surrounded by an air of wounded viciousness that a life of money had only exacerbated. Vacant eyed, he wanders confused, muttering in rambling, incoherent phrases tha…

    Posted 8 months ago
  • Tears for the Garden

    I checked the hurt on my tongue. It was hard not to respond in kind, a struggle to not spit red-hot knives aiming for the open wound on her heart.

    No.

    I wouldn't do that. She's hurting enough already. Even through the internet I could feel it bleeding o…

    Posted 10 months ago
  • Interpreted Reality

    Our words are fragile incomplete things. Stuttering, their half-shapes try to convey ideas. They fall short, as short as the silhouette of a chair falls short of being the chair itself. Even if that shadow is crisp hard edges from perfect lighting it can …

    Posted 11 months ago
  • The Setting Son

    My dad has aged a lot in the past few years. It was probably as gradual as the rest of us but I'm noticing it more now. His walk has become more of a shuffle but he's strong enough or perhaps willful enough that he doesn't want any help. That's fine. It w…

    Posted 11 months ago
  • Fire, After the Ashes

    I hate being a slave to my feelings. I don't know how not to feel something. Shit, feeling something on command isn't something I can do either.

    Try not being angry

    Try not to be sad.

    Stop being depressed.

    Don't like her.

    Don't feel bad for him, h…

    Posted 1 year ago
  • Consumed in Fear

    I feel like I'm trapped inside a box. It might be a coffin. The air is oppressively stuffy and it's impossible to move so I can't tell where the walls are. I appear to be laying on fabric warmed by my own body.

    It occurs to me that I should be breathing.…

    Posted 1 year ago
  • Devils We Be

    I'm a monster. Born of rage, that primordial scream from birth hovers at the edge of my consciousness and beats against my vision like wind-blown torrents of rain against a windshield. Some days it's all I can do to keep lips that peel away from my teeth …

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Pure Passive Aggressive (narrative nonfiction)

    Parents are experts at passive aggressive behavior. Take my job, for example. I deal with students.

    One such parent is actually a grandparent. The grandmother does not approve of who the mother is dating, so she refuses to babysit the student, nor the st…

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Dream is Dream and Real is Real

    The second dream vanishes from memory the instant I wake up and stays gone for five hours. When it comes flooding back without warning, I lose all sense of place, trapped in the realization that I have dreamed about my ex again for the second time this we…

    Posted 2 years ago
  • The Fear of Isolation

    Messenger dings again, the three inside the bubble becoming a four.

    She wants to talk and still I don't want to bother her. Because I love her and I know she doesn't love me. She's reaching out for the first time in years. I don't want to fail her but wh…

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Notions and Musings 1 (June 1, 2015)

    Yesterday I somewhat rashly read a typo as an intentionally significant respelling, a dropped letter suggesting an element missing in the story, conspicuous in its absence. I am sorry that I misunderstood, but I'm grateful because that would be an interes…

    Posted 5 years ago