Rabbitdreamer

Flowers     Eleven pairs of shoes were arranged neatly at the bottom of a cramped closet on the left side. Clothes were hung uniformly above the racks of shoes. Folders, notebooks, and an old shoe box filled with flowers rested on a dusty shelf above the clothes. Brown boxes labeled 'Christmas' and 'holiday' were stacked haphazardly to the ceiling on the right. A man stood between the clutter counting the number of hooks on the back wall. His eyes quickly traveled from one hook to another and then back again to the first one. There were four total. A worn powder blue bath robe hung from the second hook on the right.     However, darkness

           The Catalytic Oranges Between you and I and the empty space Sits a porcelain bowl full of oranges. I lie nude on the floor reading The Usual Mistakes. I want to taste the circular fruit. We both hungry reach across the distance. My fingers extend over yours. You got there first. I look up, my brown eyes searching yours. I pull away to lie back down Taking The Usual Mistakes with me. Your tawny arm brushes across me As you stretch to move the bowl aside. Your fingers pry at the surface of the navel orange. Tiny explosions of spicy oil waft into the air, Filling the room with the exotic scent. You place the segments o

Night covers the icy city. No stars dot the heavenly firmament high above the towering buildings. The artificial lights of the metropolis drown out nature's luminous specks. The smog of car exhaust and industrial progress impedes the natural clear blackness of night leaving the sky an opaque, murky gray. The cold chills the people on the streets through their designer coats and frocks. Winter's freezing influence makes them hurry to warmer places, not that anyone lingers on the streets of a city. Everyone moves so rapidly, always in a hurry. But one man saunters down the sidewalk. He walks like a man with no purpose. He hunches his shoulder

Dream Despot It was deathly quiet inside the immense throne room deep inside the bowels of the castle. The candles soundlessly flickered in the wall sconces as the wax dripped down onto the dusty floor within the room. They should have been extinguished hours ago like the candelabras in the other elaborate rooms. The orange glow produced little light and casted eerie shadows on the yellow sandstone blocks. At first glance the room appeared empty, but a lingering sense of innate instinct whispered that something had been missed. A sliver of white light appeared, drawing any unsuspecting eyes to the farthest and darkest end of the deserted ro

Take this Story Literally: The Box * I woke up this morning knowing nothing and feeling everything. A wave of nausea coursed over me as I first gained consciousness. An immediate searing pain entered my skull as I cracked open my left eye. A needle through the eye to the overheated brain expressed the intense agony. The pain felt sharp and harsh, blinding. I could feel my iris constricting my dilated pupil as the sun stared straight into my eye. I lowered the lid, lessening the pain and reducing my ever growing world. Sunlight bled through the blinds and into the stifling room. Thin, yellow razors covered my bed and my body. But the honed b

Absurd to Hide Bunny Ears Hair obscures her face and falls into her eyes. Intrigued, I follow the girl. I nearly lose her in the flock of people as she weaves through the masses on the crowded cobble stone street. Everyone is going somewhere or doing something. Some people carry paper bags showing which stores they have visited. Others carry nothing, indicating they have just arrived on the cramped street. Do they not see the bizarre girl roaming the street or the harebrained man following her? Now that I think about it, why am I stalking her? I cannot place my finger on the reason. Her blue hair captivates me. After all, how many blue-haire