The trees are screaming in the most incredible way: cicadas released. The ground rumbles with frogs, who are the only ones happy about the flooding in our county.
We’re isolated here with the bugs and the frogs and the flood. …
I never liked people getting in my face. Mom said, whenever she took me out in the stroller, some neighbor would always stop us, crouch down, and stick a finger in my tight pink fist. I growled, always. What a …
For the past twenty years, Jim has called a short run of highway through the Florida Keys home. A five-mile stretch where palm trees anchor into white sand beaches, seafood joints claim fresh daily catches, a skanky bar serves travelers …
Your wife won’t let you take over-the-counter medications. She won’t even allow them in the apartment. You act oblivious to her motives, but deep down, you know she thinks you’re weak and is trying desperately to toughen you up. This …
The wrappers in the store candy bin mesmerized me, a well-surfed chocolate sea of reds, blues, and golds. Reaching in, I cut myself on a jagged piece of tarnished metal jutting out like Florida. I wanted to ask for a …
The new hires we pair straight away with the new corn. New corn is more energetic, more eager to prove itself, yet easier to scare. There is more leeway for the newbies to make mistakes, more ground to tolerate error. …
Heat sizzles throngs of sweaty, impatient, lobster-red drag race fans looking for cheap paraphernalia, t-shirts, overpriced rubber hamburgers, soggy french-fries, half-warm sodas, and respite from the sun before their blood boils and their brains fry. Funny-cars, an assault on the …
No one wants to see death in their rearview mirror. The guy in the Honda in front of me does a double-take as I roll up behind him. I’m driving your average white plumber’s special, save for the all-caps lettering …
Working at Larchwood House suited Ben very well. Ben had trained at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art. But four years after graduating from RADA, the only acting job he’d been offered was in a Christmas panto at the Wirksworth …
Panting, he reached the theatre’s grand double door. The usher at the door looked sympathetic but wouldn’t let him in, “Sorry Sir, the play started. You’re going to have to wait for the next break when there’s a set change. …