Monday, November 25, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - PIECES


A word.
A look.
A touch.

All have the power to give or take.
All can break a heart or put it back together.








Thursday, October 24, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - DETERMINATION

   As she stood backstage warming up, her manager came by and, with his usual toothy grin, told her it was another sell-out.
  She smiled to herself and shook her head as she looked around at the crew scurrying with last minute details and listened to the crowd chanting her name.
  The words of her 7th grade teacher came back to her, as they had every night since the day they were said all those years ago.
"Stop singing, Sara, you sound like a frog."

  The smile was still on her face as she walked onstage and stepped up to the  microphone.



Thursday, October 10, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - ENRAPTURE


Alone in the darkened hospital room, I cradle his newborn warmth against my bare skin. Although we have spent the last nine months together, this is the first time we have ever really met.
 I gently trace my finger along every feature of his precious face, committing them not only to my memory, but to my heart and my soul. I whisper hopes and dreams and love for him into his perfect ear.
 His tiny fingers grasp mine and I kiss the top of his downy head.






Thursday, September 5, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - BEAUTY

The fall of my silent footsteps keep time with the melancholy wail of a lone saxophone echoing through the valley of man-made mountains.  On the corner, steamy apparitions escape their underground confinement through colorful tubes and disappear into the frigid night air. The "City That Never Sleeps" is  just resting it's eyes until the sun lends its warmth to the snow dusted streets and sidewalks below.

  Meandering  footprints mark my passing, and like the fabled bread crumbs, they will be gone upon my return. Unlike the storied children though, I know no matter how far I stray, I will always be able to find my way home.

Friday, August 16, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - Fabric

   It seemed like such a small thing to wish for.
  Something most other people had; Nothing out of the ordinary.
  But nothing had been ordinary since Papa lost his job. Mama tried to keep her smile, but everyday the tears in her voice edged up a little closer.

  Huddled in the back seat of the family car under the big, blue blanket with her sister, watching the snow fall silently around them, she could at least pretend they were back in their old bedroom ...  If she closed her eyes tight enough.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

5 Sentence Fiction- VIEW


 Kera stood at the end of the bar looking out over the sea of nodding heads keeping time to the Latin rhythms of her favorite band, while her sometimes-friend, Jamie, slurred out her life story to the poor, unsuspecting guy who had the misfortune of sitting in the wrong place at the wrong time.
  She downed the last swallow of her warm beer and pulled a twenty out of her jeans pocket to buy another round when the sound of familiar laughter made her stop and smile; She didn't know how Jay managed to get out of work early or how he figured out where to find her, but it was just like him to surprise her like this.
 She quickly ordered another beer for herself and a tall Jack and Coke with lots of lime, just the way he liked it.  I may have a few surprises for you tonight, she thought as she pushed her way through the packed bar  in search of her fiance'.

  When he finally stepped back from the tall brunette he'd been kissing,  Jay noticed some broken glass on the floor and waved over to the bartender to come clean it up before somebody got hurt.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - LUCKY


Evenings, at sunset, out my window I see
a man and his dog, but they never see me.
They walk along slow, never changing their pace,
a look of contentment spread over each face.
I sit and I watch, though I should look away,
the sight makes me sad at the end of each day.
For I know when they turn, to make their way home,
I'll remain sitting here, I'll remain all alone.
My own faithful friend's been gone many a year,
yet the view from my window can still bring a tear.