An Echo of Another Age

Lawnmowers growl and the sun peeks through a blanket that you thumb tacked against the window.

You roll over to stare at the wall and slam a fist into your face, wishing you were anywhere but here.

You turn the TV on and stare into the abyss. Continue reading An Echo of Another Age

“The Makings of a Hero” (Morning Fiction 5/14/2018)

“Time continues to flow, the people you meet will come and go, even you. There is no permanency. Eventually, you’ll be gone.”

She kneeled to the floor, tears streaming softly down her face.

“While you’re there, you’ll have them with you. You can’t touch them, or talk to them, or even see them. But up here…” Continue reading “The Makings of a Hero” (Morning Fiction 5/14/2018)