Short Story: Finding Grace
Hope floats like a buoy. Most of the time, it gently rocks up and down, but other times, when storms
A Small Seaside Thought
When you’re standing at the foot of the ocean, you’re occupying an ancient space. The wind dancing on your skin.
Dream Log: A Cat
Let’s just say there was a cat. He was wearing a hip-hop outfit. He had on a leash, but it
Dream Log: Caterpillar
I hate to spoil the end of this story, but I meet a superhero at the end. I’m a caterpillar.
Dream Log: Framed
We are lined up, dressed for prom and waiting for our names to be called. We are outside Windermere Union.
Short Story: Another Level*
*This is a creative short story, and in no way a recount of real events. The names may or may
Short Story: Marked Off
This is a product of my creative writing class in college. It was met with much acclaim by teacher and