short story

Same Time Same Place

“I miss you.” Sarah sat on the stone bench and gazed at the rolling landscape, filled with rows of grey headstones marking the graves of those who now slumbered. The grass, a new-sprung green, blanketed the ground around each headstone… Read More ›

No Country For Young Boys

The boy sat at the foot of his mother’s bed. The sun strained to push past the tattered curtains, but it was a hopeless endeavor. The tiny slivers of sunlight succeeding in infiltrating the bedroom only served to illuminate the… Read More ›

The Things She Buried

Rachel Patterson was four years old the first time she buried a thing. Though it was not she who had buried it, but her older sister – older by nine seasons. Ushered in by the dewy, green grass, the scent… Read More ›

The Grange

The day began like any other day for the Bentham family. Joyce Bentham woke first. She rolled out of bed and away from her slumbering husband with the ease of one who has repeated a task so often it is… Read More ›

The Field at Dusk

She finds herself standing in the middle of a field that opens up to a dusk emblazoned sky. It could have been any field in any town. People are milling about, some have camps set up around small fires. Various… Read More ›