Reflection of Sin

Photo credit @Roger Bultot Reflection of Sin My home world and all of my transgressions reflected in mockery through its enormous eye. It snapped its mandible in anticipation. I scrambled backwards trying to find my footing as my flesh tore against the gravel. It was true that I had fallen far from grace: the son... Continue Reading →

Hell Bent For Leather

Below is my work for Friday Fictioneers. I also wanted to share (brag about) my success in my first writing contest. I'm batting a 1000. We’re thrilled to announce the winner of our Postcard From the Park Mini-MOLP writing contest. Tracey Delaplain from Reno, Nevada has scooped the title with a brilliantly crafted piece that... Continue Reading →

For Every Season #FridayFictioneers

Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields For Every Season I traced a frozen heart on the glass. No longer were your initials available to interlace with mine. The storms and passion of our verdant spring had been replaced with a summer of striving, of building and succeeding. Then came the slow days of fall with graying edges... Continue Reading →

Sara Y El Mono Del Vuelo

I'm back in Nevada after spending six weeks in Spain. I promise to share my thoughts about this grand adventure of Spanish immersion in later posts but today is miércoles so here is my Friday Fictioneers post. I haven't written anything but text messages in English for six weeks and my brain was a little... Continue Reading →

Of Men And Whores #FridayFictioneers

  Of Men and Whores Max exhaled his guilt into the night air. A soft cry or plea escaped from the saloon window. They had forced their mounts to exhaustion today. Ridden hard and forgotten, the upstairs doves enjoyed none of the appreciation and reverence reserved for the rider’s horses. Come mornin’ the rough necks... Continue Reading →

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