The red light glared at me.  I glared back.   A faded blue sedan squeaked into the gas station on the corner, engine rattling as it parked.  It shut off, the intersection quiet again.  A man stepped out, limp-swaggered inside.  The door’s bell chime was clear across the empty streets. Still the traffic light was red.  Redder, if possible.  More insistent.   No cameras perched on top, no one around to care.  What’s it matt...

I’d spent the entire funeral avoiding her and now her incestual hands were around my mother. Standing with a plate of baked-from-scratch cinnamon rolls, Kara rubbed my mom’s back as she cried.  The picture of poise, her blonde hair hung in a loose waves from her shoulders.  A boat necked black dress hugged her curves, the skirt stopped just above her knees.  Her make up was a sheen of perfection. Mom was a mess.  Couldn’t...

Parked under a buzzing, stroked out streetlamp, I looked down the street.  People moved slowly in the night, shadows slinking among shadows.  The occasional cars’ headlights made them scuttle like roaches.   Home.   My limbs were heavy, the darkness inside me begging to take over.  Leaning back in my seat, I pushed the prescription bottle deep into my panties until I felt its hard round shape between my pussy lips.  Years...