“Mr. Bigglesworth, you can’t eat in class!”

I looked at Pink Bunny for help, but he was useless to me. Gigi terrorized the class when she made us play Teacher and today was no exception - and besides, I’m invisible, I can’t eat anything if I wanted to!

“Don’t talk back, Mr. Bigglesworth. You go sit in timeout,” Gigi exclaimed, marching over to my empty chair. She yanked me away, my imaginary hea...

It took a few days, but Sydney finally managed to put the clean laundry away; she hoped Todd would be pleased. He didn’t have much praise for her lately, but in his defense, she hadn’t been doing much to deserve it. She slept too long, ate too much, and devoted too much time to Facebook.

This was her biggest mistake of all: Facebook. Todd hate it more than anything, and said it filled her mind w...

He encompasses

And protects my light from harm.

My soul’s complement,

Connected at first starlight,

I spend each lifetime with him....

“Well, another day, another dollar,” I thought as I stared in the mirror. Not that I could see myself; Death doesn’t exactly have a reflection. But Cristina did. She was examining her outfit again and wondered what was missing. Spoilers: it’s her shoes.

She opted for high stilettos that are bound to hurt her feet five minutes out the door. “No pain no gain,” she would convince herself. She look...

I woke up, and looked at the clock - 7:00 and I was wide awake, on a Saturday no less. I rolled over, pulled the covers up and tried to get comfortable again, a failed attempt to trick my body into going back to sleep. Maybe, I thought, if I just lay still my brain will shut off again.

But no. I looked over at Zaya who would not doubt be asleep for another three hours, easily, and thought about ...

It’s amazing how an instant can feel like a lifetime. They do this every year, though, and you’d think I’d be used to it by now. For as long as I can remember, I’ve taken this journey down, down, down, with few changes: the sky is still blue, the concrete is still grey, the woman who dropped me still has yellow hair, though its color has grown a bit muted. But the faces, I thought, those change ea...

Jo awoke with a smile on her face because today was the day she’d been waiting for all week. She worked the previous eight in a row at the restaurant, so she promised a day to herself. She stayed in bed, enjoying the plush covers in which she cocooned, and listened as the raindrops tapped on her windows while she simultaneously ignored the more unpleasant sounds of the city. Mother Nature must hav...

Their words are my shackles

Holding me back and I

Sink low through this struggle.

My cries should drown them out,

But still they soldier on

Deaf to those not in line.

Soon there will be too many

To belittle and shame.

Sound ignites in a crowd;

Answer for your silence....

Night set quickly, Marjorie thought to herself nervously. She left work later than planned and cautiously exited the building door, staring into the abyss before her. This particular door exited her closest to the car, but forced her down a dark and narrow corridor between the earth and the building. To her right, she couldn’t make out the details of the stone wall, though she felt it rise above h...

It was a beautiful day for a bath. Laying right in sun he stretched out as much as he could, his feet quivering slightly, and let out a yawn as wide as his mouth would let him. He sat up; his tail cloaked around his paws, and began the grueling process of self-grooming. He paused in a moment of exhaustion, and examined the outside world from the safety of his window, which was not to say that he c...