A vignette of a sixteen-year-old who babysits his younger siblings over the holidays.
The third part in my series of short shorts about loving but not needing coffee.
Coffee is only sometimes kryptonite.
This is a short short story about a young girl who runs away from her abuser.
This is a story about a woman who encounters what she thinks is a spider.
I'm just going to add a prompt here for all of my lovely readers to complete at will. My own response will be in the comments section below once I finish, and I would love for you to either add on to it or to write a new one.