Creative Writing

Operation Octopi (Flash Fiction)

You’d think that by now I’d be used to three a.m. wake-ups from a spiteful octopus. Nothing can really desensitize you to the feeling of cold, wet suction cups wrapping around your ankles, though, no matter how often it happens. Besides, Greg has an uncanny knack for waiting just long enough between nighttime escapades to …

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The first day at the beachI scoured the sand, pacing for mileshungry to find something in which to carry away my memorieslike a scrap of paperI could origami and tuck into the spiraling staircase of a conch shellor a moon snail’s once loved homeas though the sea owed me anything. On my second day at …

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Dear Abby: A letter for next October

Dear Abby, I’m writing to you from the first official day of your 12 Months of Happy project. Congratulations. You should be proud of the work you’ve put in, mentally and emotionally, to get you here. I thought you’d like to remember why you embarked on this journey, why the cost of staying the same …

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Willms Road

October stings my nostrils:the scent of harvest, skunk,and smoldering leaves heavy with dust and recent twilight.Gravel crunches patiently underfoot,monologuing in earthy tones on sediment and sand.Brittle air pinches my cheeksand the gentle roundness of your ears until they blush from the attention,red as summer, cold as frost.