Category Archive: Fiction

That’s Entertainment

The song: A symphony in high E, belted undoubtedly by a mezzo-soprano, showcasing her frustrations, her goal to make her notes be as high as her temper. Or even higher, her vocal cords… Continue reading

Don’t Rain On My Parade

The rotund float of a monkey had just passed us by when we finally saw her: the elaborate white top embellished with golden tassels and the decently flayed skirt, as she marched, whistling… Continue reading

Make ‘Em Laugh

I know of two writers, two great writers I adore: The first is the wise, the recluse pretending to be locked-up in his glass tower, where he peers with his mighty telescope across… Continue reading

Rock Around the Clock

We recognize the importance of the American educational system and we acknowledge the problem of juvenile delinquency. It is reprehensible to see the current youth of today gallavanting around during school hours, smoking… Continue reading

Fame

She had her brown hair tied up tight in a bun, as she sat, legs crossed, in front of her armoire, puffing a cigarette and putting on her concealer. She had picked up… Continue reading

Goldfinger

Seventeen and barely legal when I first unhooked the brooch on my satin robes, revealing a pair of freckled brown shoulders. He hovered his hands above them and I felt a slight static… Continue reading

Shall We Dance?

Wise man says: In thunderstorm, mighty oak falls deafly on the ground while bending reeds defy the roars. Amidst rain, lilies are fed one last meal before they sing goodbye. “Shall we dance?”… Continue reading

The Windmills of Your Mind

Imagine lying down and your pillow suddenly turns into a bear. Imagine the warmth and size of its mouth as your head lies on its dripping tongue. Smell the rotting fish stuck on… Continue reading

Tonight

Sunset was precisely at 8:43. The northern wind blew through the balcony doors. I hugged my nightgown tighter around my bosom. My arms intertwined at the back as I grabbed through the laces… Continue reading

Get Happy

It’s that moment that I’m sure everyone has: awkwardness where everyone keeps fidgeting, standing when they’re seated, sitting when they’re standing, eyes darting towards the top corners of the room, and all you… Continue reading