Short story

Beautiful Rhythm: A Short Story

Beautiful Rhythm

Jade’s trembling hands reach up to cup my face, her fingers stalling my ravenous onslaught on her exposed skin.

“Seth,” she murmurs, willing me to look at her.

I rebel against the loss of her warm body pressed tightly against mine, yet apprehensive of the worry I sense in her warm brown eyes while trying hard not to combust from the amounts of restraint I’ve had to exercise from the first minute she walked into the studio.

Karma Lied: A short story on love, loss, healing, and pain

Karma Lied

Staring deep into the abyss of darkness surrounding my little primed sorority-themed room, feeling the gentle caress of the wind on my skin, attempt to kiss dry, the oceans of pain on my blotched face and heaving heart.