Grab a thong from the drawer. Not that one. Too frilly, too invasive. Jeans, pants, or leggings? Leggings. Can’t do yoga in jeans. Exhale. Raise your butt an inch off the ground. Squeeze all your muscles. Especially the glutes. Press down into your left foot. Squeeze the thighs. Lift your right left. Keep your thigh…
Dirty Roads of Pequak (Vanessa)
Vanessa smiled at the delivery man. He came with some regularity, and while Vanessa wasn’t allowed to have friends, Earl was the closest thing she could call to one. Vanessa had been there the day Earl dropped a package meant for the leader. Vanessa remembered the look in his eyes as he not only dropped…
Dark Roast Elixir
It was thick and creamy leaving a layer across her teeth and down her tongue. Nicole hated having too much cream in her coffee. Other than it was a waste of calories it also took away the strong, biting taste of coffee which she enjoyed. She hadn’t wanted to fuss, because her coffee had been…
Girl and the van Gogh
That fucking bitch came back, he thought as he saw her walking through the museum doors. She was alone this time though. He thought her name was Ashley. She was taller for a female, skinny, and blonde. She had been here yesterday with a big dude. Well over six feet, thicker than a pile of…
Thin Little Lines
Thin little lines pulling tightly, closing in The floss that grazes the skin separating it The sound of teeth separating the natural lines of food Thin little lines dividing, conquering Inserting themselves and spreading out, opening up Paper cuts extending to the canyons Still small from space, those thin little lines Cut into faces –…
Soup & Salt
The tickle and been in her throat all day. She wasn’t sick and she hadn’t eaten anything that would cause her an allergic reaction, but she couldn’t shake it. Nothing had helped her – not tea, not water, no soft foods or crunchy cereal. At least twice an hour she forced out a cough just…
Rachel’s Art Night
She loved his voice. The way it sounded. The way it filled the room. Mostly the way it made her feel as its sound wrapped around her inner ear. Rachel felt her face warm as he unleashed his opening note. Rachel waved to her boyfriend on stage. It was a subtle one, one she knew…
F-U-N-eral
She was screaming at the top of her lungs but no one could hear her. Instead they all continued to come to say their own versions of their goodbyes. Miranda was very aware of what was happening. For starters, she had a vague memory of her death. She had been eating a meatball, a mini…
Arti’s Night
Sitting there, Arti was amazed at the young woman performing on stage. It was the girls first time at the group. She was there with one of her friends from work. Arti had come a few times, always wanting to sign up, but never actually doing it. Sitting toward the back of the room, in…
Winged Angels
When the world was still run by men anything inexpiable, female, or defiant had to be re-imagined masculine. That way it would be understood – that way it could be accepted. The best example was the story behind thunder and rain. For years fathers had told their children that it was God in a bowling…