Creative Writing – Page 10 – cereal after sex

He got out of the truck and went closer to the water. It looked like a mirror with the way… Read more.

Weird Upstairs Walking Guy

There is this guy seewho lives upstairs from mehe’s the weird upstairs walking guywalks and walksbut he never says hi… Read more.

The girl’s eyes were wide and colored green like an emerald. I could taste her shock and fear. It was… Read more.

I felt the breath of God in Santeeby the shores of Lake Marionthe spiders like aliensweaving webs the size of… Read more.

Red stars and atom bombs, gas globes spinning in the heavens dripping flawless arms of colored smoke. Read more.

Excerpt: The hum of existence rides like trains on rails, the gentle rock, the hypnotic sway through a countryside of… Read more.

I went down to the river. The mighty Pecos River that wasn’t so mighty. Maybe like me. I stood on… Read more.

In a previous life I had been an oven salesman in Omaha spending my livid, blank days doling out shiny… Read more.

We lay on cold sheets in a storm, the lightning bursts are like flash bulbs as I stare out the… Read more.

Airplanes streaking across the sky on the same warm summer day wrecking balls sexing up dirty brick walls all in… Read more.

Deep-seated dreams play in my head like an 8mm film. I can hear the monotonous whir of the projector. I… Read more.

My name is Magnolia Shakes, and I was born on July 28, 1970. Exactly eight years later my daddy died… Read more.