Workplace Romances
_Workplace Romances_ Kevin was destined for greater things. No, those greater things weren't astronaut or politician or "_coffee master_," whatever that was; but greater than the night shift at a crummy grocery store. The fact he hated his job was...
Proper Planning
_Proper Planning_ "Hey, Kevin," Lukas, a slightly stocky raccoon in his late twenties, said, "would you mind helping me out and stocking bread?" Kevin, a scrawny fennec some years younger than Lukas, turned away from the vending machine and his...
Sexist Windows
_Sexist Windows_ "I have the sneaking suspicion this window is sexist." My friend looked at the window of the university cafeteria we were sitting near as streams of rain ran down it. Currents moved within the streams, appearing as moving scales...
Water Closet Trolling
_Water Closet Trolling_ "Rotten sniveling little backwashed dog-trash lazy stupid ugly . . . ASS!" Ledding's voice echoed off the whitewashed walls of the station and clean linoleum floors. He ascended the stairs and looked around the main...
FML With Coda
_FML_ Kevin placed a few more candy bars on the rack, trying to arrange them neatly. Then he leaned back, tossed his head behind him, rolled his shoulders and sighed. Part of it was sincere fatigue, the other was sincere boredom. Not a lot of...
FML
_FML_ Kevin placed a few more candy bars on the rack, trying to arrange them neatly. Then he leaned back, tossed his head behind him, rolled his shoulders and sighed. Part of it was sincere fatigue, the other was sincere boredom. Not a lot of people...
Their Color
Foreword: Cecilia lives a colorful life, but no one is more colorful than her husband Abel. This story is a bit of an experiment for me, as well as practice with description and imagery. I twisted the concept from a game/practice...
Moving On
Foreword: How can any follow in the footsteps of the great few? Another poem for you! This one follows a significant, if childish, meter that I thought I was so creative for coming up with until I actually wrote it down....
Little Wings of the Storm
Foreword: A terrible storm may rattle windows, blow leaves, and streak with lightning, but can be memorable for different reasons. Another poem out of me! This is another free verse work; I avoided a specific meter and...
The Wanderer
Foreword: Tell us where you have been, and the things you have done. Another poem for you! And it's a SONNET! This piece was written as part of an assignment for a class I had last semester focusing on jazz, blues,...
Karie\'s Shower
Karie and I had just finished tearing out all of the old, rotten wood from her porch awning. The contractor was willing to do it, but the cost of the demolition and remodeling was too much. She called me over to help her rip out the wood so she...
Little Wing
Foreword: Short piece of fluff written around my all-time favorite Hendrix song, which you should have a listen to if you don't know it, and based on a fantasy of my own. The characters are actually extensions of others I've got runing...