I, Tornado

Suddenly your life pauses. You were walking, talking, dancing, crying, and twirling that knife in your fingers until time itself loses it’s freedom and sits there bound and gagged at the feet you can’t look down to see. No insects chirp from the distant night. No warning siren of the last bird to fall asleep [...]

Rage

She’s running away. Her footsteps come crashing down like sonic booms as she pushes away and always forward. Her pulse throbs in her ears until she can hear nothing except her own frantic breathing. Her eyes are alert, making sure her younger brother is still close enough to grab in case danger lunges from out [...]

My protagonist( part four of 500 rough draft)

“This is now and I am here.” He wears a cross around his neck. The threads that keep it there are from some mule that died thousands of years ago. Traces of palm branch leaves are interwoven. It looks very vintage. If a passerby noticed him enough to notice the wooden cross necklace, they would [...]

My Protagonist (part 3 of 500) *very rough draft*

Sitting in the Forest of Dreams, the Elder sat with his young apprentice, teaching him the ways of Light. They had sat on their mound in silence all day every day for the past 5 years. They sat, legs crossed, back straight, head held aloft and eyes gazing softly forward, never moving their mouths; stone [...]

My Protagonist (part two of five hundred)

The night greeted him tangled in sheets and the warm body of his lover. Sweat still clung to the saltiness of their skin as dreams tried to close in on his not-quite-closed eyes that peered up at the ceiling, but they weren’t looking at the ceiling, or the dreams that were trying to continue the [...]

My Protagonist

The wind howled like a thousand haunted wolves and whipped through the branches of time in this starless, rainy night. It had been raining for seven days- seven days water poured from the sky and seeped into the soggy soil below. The Earth swallowed every bit of it as if trying to flush out the [...]

Bad Dog

Squinting lids open and light fights its way to my dilated pupils. I must have blanked out for a moment from a routine beating. I can’t seem to remember what it was I did wrong, but if it is as serious as the faces of my owners, I might need to start looking for a [...]

The Secret Life of the Cookie Monster!!!!

Little Suzie’s mom tucks her into bed and finishes up her warm and fuzzy bedtime story. She turns off the lights and leave the door cracked open with the dim light of the hallway barely creeping in. She walks down the hall and plops down on the couch to watch desperate houswives, while munching on [...]

The Scream

I’m running through the night. Every sinewy fiber of my being pulses, flexes, pushes forward, squeezes the salty sweat out through my pores. It is dark in this wilderness. There is no before and no after. There is no questioning why I am running or where my feet are taking me. There is only the [...]

The Death of a God: Existentialism Class Project 2

Darkness. There is nothing reflected upon my consciousness from an outside object. Nothing to be focused on, except for my heartbeat, which is slowing down considerably. Slowing, slowing, and finally it pauses like that one water droplet that pushes it’s way to the edge of a faucet that had just been turned off, it beats [...]