Writing

Statement of Guilt

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

Writing

Flash Fiction from a 5 year old.

Penis Chronicles presents, “Flash Fiction from a 5 year old.” When my 5 year old tells a story I am not surprised if the word penis is involved, but I am surprised when it isn’t. For an example of one of his earlier stories check out “Um, Pardon?” Anyway, the following occurred on the drive… Continue reading Flash Fiction from a 5 year old.

Coffee Blog

Flash Fiction Coffee

The pages in the book before her were blank. The off white sheets had not even a dot or a scratch, they were just empty. The cover on the book was an ages and ornate labyrinth. The title of the books was “Enigma.” When she picked up the book in the bookstore she had been… Continue reading Flash Fiction Coffee

Writing

Hope in Darkness

The dark closet structure that we were all forced to live in was replaced in my mind’s eye by our old tiny homes. Their image remains burnt in my mind. They would punish me if they knew. The small structures were meticulously up-kept. The multi-coloured doors a most beloved feature. Nobody saw it coming, the… Continue reading Hope in Darkness

Writing

A story for Parents

The Penis Chronicles presents “A story for Parents.” This story starts like all great fairytales, with the words “once upon a time” and it goes like this: Once upon a time the children were very well behaved all the time. Parents and children lived happily ever after. The end! Well behaved all the time? Wouldn’t… Continue reading A story for Parents

Writing

Coffee Shop Girls

The giggling caught my attention, such a light hearted sound. I found the source buried in the corner almost hidden by the artificial plants, two of the loveliest girls I had seen. As their laughter ceased the one girl stared into her coffee and the other girl stared over her friend’s shoulder through the dirty… Continue reading Coffee Shop Girls