Pushing the glass door open, I smiled at the elderly security guard and walked to where he sat. “I’m here for a meeting with Gray,” I said before he could ask what […]
Alice White
My name is Alice White and I am a murderer. No, I wasn’t named after the wine. I was named after my great-great grandmother and White is […]
Amor Fati
I remember the exact moment when I stopped believing in God. I was three minutes into my thirtieth birthday when my father passed away. I woke up from a deep sleep and […]
Letting Go
Anna sat starting at the three envelopes and several pieces of blank paper. “Make a mental note to fire yoga instructor,” her brain said to herself. Sighing, she grabbed a pen and […]
Waiting
“How long has she been out there?” “She’s been waiting since before sunrise,” Celeste said to James as he stared at the window towards Marion. She sat motionless in the lotus position […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Four
“I am not wearing this dress,” I said and walked into my living room. Walsh let out a slow whistle. “Gross, you’re my brother.” “It does look good on you,” Mika added. […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of course I’m not,” I answered, “but I have to.” He nodded and pushed the bundled stack […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up, put it in an envelope, and placed it on my kitchen counter. It’s now two weeks […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-One
After seventy-two plus hours of not hearing from Stellan, I hauled my ass to a bar with Mika so I could sit and wallow in the comfort of a martini glass. […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty
“You’ve reached Stellan. Leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” Sighing, I hung up the phone and dropped it onto the counter of my […]
Barfly: Chapter Nineteen
I sat up and stared at my phone into the wee hours of the morning. I had spent ninety percent of that time shedding tears in sadness and in anger. I […]
Barfly: Chapter Eighteen
I stood in Stellan’s kitchen quietly stirring a sauce he had tasked me with while he was pounding away at a carcass of pour cow. “You know that piece of meat […]
