The Power of the Ocean

“It’s my last full day here.” There was no one around to hear her words. Mia looked out over the rolling waves. It was a soothing thing to do, to watch the waves breaking on the beach, the water flowing towards her and then back again. She liked the way the water of the new ... continue reading

The Sculpture

“Oh, sorry. I’m so sorry.” Marcy apologized profusely for stopping so abruptly that the man behind her bumped right into her. He swore, gave her a dirty look and mumbling under his breath, walked away. The swearing man was far from Marcy’s mind when she looked back at the shop window. A blush formed on ... continue reading

Masked Woman

They thought she didn’t notice. She did. People staring at her. Whispering. Talking about her. Wondering why she was sitting there every day. A woman, her hair unkempt, her colorful clothes torn in some places, dirty in others. She wore boots two sizes too big, but it’s her socks that caught more attention – one ... continue reading

Love is Love

Seth slammed his fist on the stump and winced at the self-inflicted pain. He hated his mutilated body, hated the wheelchair he was confined to and hated being locked up in his house. Every day he sat on the balcony and looked out over the beach below and the blue ocean beyond. Sometimes the longing was a ... continue reading

Big Daddy

“Hello big daddy,” the tanned blond woman in a white bikini sad as she walked by. Her pink lipstick matched her shoes. The brunette next to her giggled, turned around and blew a kiss towards him. Gérard smiled as he watched them wiggling their asses from balancing on their ridiculously high heels. As far as ... continue reading

Lip Service

“What the fu..?!” His arrogant manner and patronizing smile fueled Layna’s fury. She could hardly remember the times when she was in love with this man. Despite his handsome looks, he repulsed her. The only reason she was in this nineteenth century lift with him was to sign the divorce papers. Despite her fury, she ... continue reading

Typing Errors

Her beautifully manicured nails clicked on the keys of the old typewriter. Next to the typewriter lay a handwritten page, handwritten by him and now typed by her, his secretary. At the top of the pages it said: use typewriter. When she had taken the piece of paper from her boss only minutes ago, he had ... continue reading

The Sign

Ever since she started taking the longer road to work, she saw the sign every day. She barely dared to look across the street, shy that someone might see her interest. She only watched porn in the privacy of her room and had seen all the movies in her collection too many times for it ... continue reading