I came out of the closet today. I’d been trying to blend in for so long, hanging around with others like me, but still feeling like I stuck out like a sore thumb. I always thought it was obvious–the flashy colors, my style, the way I carried myself. It was just the way I wasContinue reading “Coming Out”
Category Archives: Short Stories
Dia de los Muertos
Born from the earth in el huerto de calabazas, Cucurbita awaits the choosing–la seleccion. She will soon be ready for the children. They will see her and fear her, as they should. “That one,” the dark-haired doctor says, pointing at Cucurbita. “That one will be perfect.” She is not perfect yet. She knows this toContinue reading “Dia de los Muertos”
Storm
Thunder rolled in the distance. He could feel it, though nothing had happened yet. There was always a warning, though sometimes it went unnoticed. Bryce heard the front door slam when his father came home. He knew the type of slam it was–he had heard it many nights before. That’s when he retreated to hisContinue reading “Storm”
Joy and Henry – A “Sweet” Story
“Who’s song is this?” Joy asked as she walked into the kitchen. “M&M’S,” he replied. Joy looked sympathetically at her husband poring over their bills splayed out on the kitchen table. How many are unpaid?” she asked. “Mounds,” he replied. “We really need a payday, bar none.” “That would be a lifesaver,” she said. “WhatContinue reading “Joy and Henry – A “Sweet” Story”
New Book Now Available!
“I should’ve killed myself this morning. In a bigger city, being gay wouldn’t be so bad; at least, from what I’ve heard. But when you live in the Bible Belt, go to a small school, small church, small community, full of small minds, it’s not so easy.” Teenage life is never simple. For Melissa, thingsContinue reading “New Book Now Available!”
Killer
Phantyna Segregata’s abilities were not in hunting and gathering; in fact, she didn’t need to do those things. She perfected the art of trapping. She didn’t work well with others and so chose a solitary life. It may be lonely, but it served her well–she did not have to provide for another, did notContinue reading “Killer”
Taken
Darkness. Some people fear it. Maybe because they fear the unknown. You can’t see what’s in the dark, don’t know what may be waiting out there. For us, it meant protection; at least, most of the time. On rare occasions, one of us would be taken during the night, unexpectedly. Most of the time, though,Continue reading “Taken”
Brandon Ellrich, Writer/Author/Poet 