She watches me with keen eyes hollow with wistfulness. I try to speak to her when I find the courage, but she never answers. I think she is mute. Her silence intimidates me . . .
Growing Up
The Arcanist
A young girl chooses between toiling over straggling plants or ancient texts in the hopes of reviving her dying world.
Stoney River: Ghost Memories
I am a year old. My first road trip from Virginia to Florida is paved with oranges, cigarettes, and cops. Episode one in Stoney River.
He Has Gentle Hands
A blind boy contemplates the arrival of his newborn sibling without favor based off the whispered experiences of a school bully.
Room 906
A gentleman but not a gentleman was what Edward always was, given the 'no smoking' signs pasted to the ghastly lavender walls.
Immortal Spirit
She is that which never wavers, silent in the face of bloodshed, smiling in the face of the storm. She is loyalty; forever inspiring.
Guardian Angel
She came from the woods, her hair deserving of jewels and her face as sad as a dying tulip.
Diary Of A Foster Child
A foster child, Jay Baker has been alone since birth. With no one to talk to, his journal pages become his family as he chronicles his journey toward adoption.
Edward Said
"Is it true you do not spank me because I am blind?"
Father said nothing. Only his breathing sounded as Miles' heart sank. It was true, after all. It was not love; it was because he was blind. Disabled. Different.Â
Cursed
One is cursed. The other is not. Is it staff or man?
The Barn
Virgin vaguely recalled exchanging a rake for his fishing pole.
Pa folded his arms as Virgin's shoulders slumped.
Burning Heart
He was ten years old and already running from the blaze on the horizon where his parents and siblings, servants and friends burned in the flames.
Village Of Slaves
The place smelled of the smell of sadness; salt mixed with ashes and dead rose petals. A cloak of tragedy settled over all those who entered to walk the paths between the burial plots.Â
Key To Chains
They hold me prisoner deep within the earth. It is a world of death and hate.Â
I miss the sun. Here in these caverns there is only darkness. Even my thoughts are not my own.Â
Alone At Edgware Estate
The nursery fell quiet as the children stopped playing to listen to his answer. Miles looked in the direction of the governess's voice. "I want my mother."
