August 2018 – D.L. Lunsford's Flight of the Butterfly

Invisible

I saw the blinds move this morning but I didn’t see who or what moved them. Whoever moved them was looking out the window; I could tell by the way they were pulled. I don’t know what it was looking at or looking for. No one was out there at […]

Short stories/Poetry

Silence

The spin cycle of the washing machine, the whirring of the ceiling fan, the bubbling water in the fish tank all tell me I’m still here. I’m still alive. But when the power goes out, there are no house sounds. Everything is still, all is calm. I sit back […]

Short stories/Poetry

Justice for Jalen

She had a gun. The one smoking in her hand was not it. No, this one was untraceable; she’d made sure of that. Her heart pounded in her ears drowning the sound of his gurgling as the blood pooled around his fallen body. Amanda closed her eyes and exhaled, releasing all the hate, all the […]

Short stories/Poetry

Through Jacob’s Eyes

Today they bought her a dog. It was black and white and had one gray eye and one blue one. It was a mixed breed no one could really identify. So while they called it Marley, I called it Mutt. Mutt was supposed to pacify Andy’s desire for a baby sister. Aunt Carol can’t have […]