mr cliff

I didn’t plan…

…on being in this dumpster. Between the smell and the bugs and the slime I…eww, is that a used diaper? Ugh, please, someone, help me…oh, there are my keys. Now I can get into my apartment. And take a long shower. Maybe burn these clothes.

It looked as…

…if it was shoved in between the high-rise office buildings on purpose. A single house, surrounded by the noxious fumes of rush hour traffic and the noisy pedestrians eager to get to where ever they needed to. Shaded by the taller buildings, and yet it thrived.

You’re scaring me!

“Am I?” he said with an air of nonchalance. “Yes, stop it.” He considered that. He really did, really didn’t want to scare her. He wanted her cool, calm, and collected when he slid the knife between her ribs. “I’m sorry, I’ll behave. Hey, look over there!”

Mimi was 5…

…shades of cute in a small package. She leaned in close as I stood there, drink in hand, trying not to tremble. “Whatcha thinkin’?” she asked, her scent tickling my nose. I stuttered, “Um, Uh…” That’s when her boyfriend showed up, loudly, and my heartbreak settled in.

He knew he…

…was on the right path. “Just get a job, any job” his sister would say. But how do you explain what’s in your heart? “I think you’re sick in the head” his girlfriend scoffed. Then she broke up with him. Too bad for her, and her dog.

There is just…

…no way this man can fit himself through that tiny tube. -But he can, I’ve seen it. -You’ve seen it? -Well, not seen it. But he left a trail. -A trail? -Of cookie crumbs, yes. -Really? -That’s the gist. So yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.

When she cried…

…it was as if the world stopped. Everything faded away, making her the center of all things.I pray she can find solace in my arms, feel my presence as I hold her head just right, forgetting the burp towel, forgetting everything, giving my soul to her.

A hurricane is headed our way.

I imagine it as a solid wall of wind and water, standing as tall as the sky. Dark and dreary, full of energy, and yes, fire, the inner cauldron giving it life. I see it moving over water, a firm beast seeking its prey, then scourging the land, destruction its cause, life taker, home wrecker.Continue reading “A hurricane is headed our way.”

Hang the Moon by Jeannette Walls

I was in a book store and happened upon this book (see July 21st post, minding my own business). I read the liner notes and thought it looked promising, so I got it along with several other books. I had finished another book and was ready to move on to something new, so I startedContinue reading “Hang the Moon by Jeannette Walls”

The Return of Three Part Flash Fiction!

“If you do that, more will come.” Herbert with his usual cautiousness. “We need this to work, or we won’t have water”. “But do you have to be so loud?” He had a point. If the end of the world has a point. Maybe best to be found and eaten. It’s over, that’s what heContinue reading “The Return of Three Part Flash Fiction!”