Part 1: Waking Up at Sea Oh no, I’m going to be sick, she thought. She lay there, eyes shut, taking a deep breath. She could feel the spins through her feet. Oh no, I can’t be sick. Overwhelmed by the feeling she was moving in a wave, she felt like … Read more
(Based on Edgar Allan Poe’s “Annabel Lee”) He lay beside Annabel in the warm white sand, feeling the soft grains shift between his fingers. He closed his eyes and let the golden sunlight warm his face, the roaring whisper of the waves and the wind filling his ears. Annabel laced her fingers through his … Read more
It was my first time on a plane, flying solo with no one to tell me where to put my bag or how to find my damn seat. “B3 by chance Miss” I turn to a kind eyed old man to my left. “You kind sir, just saved me from crying in front of all … Read more
50 Years He stood at the edge of the pier, staring at the water. The sea was calm tonight, almost kind. It had taken so much, and yet it still came back—again and again—like someone who didn’t know how to stop loving. The gulls had gone quiet. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath. … Read more
You couldn’t tell Chad anything. Well, you could, but he wouldn’t listen. He always had to figure out anything and everything the hard way. He didn’t even consider it a hard way. If you said, “Hey, don’t touch that, Chad, it’s hot.” Chad would touch it, and say, “Yeah. That’s hot.” It was as if … Read more