The Penis Chronicles present “Um, Pardon?” and story rules One of the things that my boys and I enjoy doing together is telling stories. It was something my older boy and I started doing a few years ago based off the pictures in a search and find book (Hungry Daddy Story). It spiraled from there… Continue reading “Um, Pardon?”and story rules
I look around at the space I have created for myself after all these years and I wonder what’s wrong with me? I’m happy right? This space is entirely me from the worn countertops, the vase of flowers wilting on the table, the music humming from the radio to the old overweight cat sleeping on… Continue reading Lacking Meaning
blinking, am I like her? silently, little girl where’s your mommy? peeled labels on the kitchen floor leading backwards in my memory, swirled and intermingled, we are one little girl * * * She always wanted to do right by me. She took me and left my… Continue reading Accompanied by Violent Twists
Soft voices sing to a faded angel. She is too tied to comprehend the words. With a sad smile painted on her aging face she quietly sits and watches her girls as they dance in life’s circles. By Shari Marshall – 2019
Cindy found it in the forest by accident. She had been running from some other kids and she veered off the path to throw them off her trail. As her feet ploughed through the leaf covered forest floor her toe hit what she assumed was a rock and sent her sprawling. She laid there for… Continue reading Egg of Dystopia
The statement, “it all began with the twinkling of the tea” really sums it up nicely. It was a warm afternoon and Felix and I were sitting on the patio enjoying a warm beverage. The rays of sun were dancing on the coloured liquid in my cup. I was distracted by it and not paying… Continue reading Coffee and Flash Fiction
The floor tasted like chocolate. It was a pleasant surprise considering the nastier things I had been anticipating! Anticipating? Now there’s a word. Finding myself here, doing this was the last thing I would have predicted for my future. The morning started like any other. I remember getting out of my bed and stretching toward… Continue reading During Sleep
She wanted to tell a story about a great adventure that centered around coffee. Every day she went to the coffee house and waited for inspiration or adventure itself to find her. She wasn’t going to make her deadline and that pressure wasn’t helping the creative juices flow and it certainly wasn’t helping her look… Continue reading Into the Mug
It was the longest winter anyone in our quiet little town could remember. Something had changed in the world. We all knew it even though news hardly ever reached our distant corner. Small whispers had echoed on the fall winds of something dark and lonely. Those fall winds came suddenly and they were harsh and… Continue reading Mystery in the Snow
I didn’t mean to kill him! I felt disembodied as I watched the flow of water controlled by my hand. All the crevices in my flesh seemed magnified as my slender fingers allowed the water to rise higher. The sound of the water was muffled by the dirt around his body. It wasn’t a quick… Continue reading Statement of Guilt
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 