by Dash Owens Kai shuffled towards the red and yellow lights. It was a dark and cold late November evening. Kai had forgotten his heavier jacket on his bed in the rush to leave the house. There was an uncanny crowd of people moving towards the same lights. The numbers warmed Kai; crowds meant hope. Continue reading “Detroit Feral Cats”
Category Archives: Short Stories
Never Let Anyone Read This; or, A Revenge Story
by Dash Owens He crawled into the twin bed, mixing winter cold with the warmth of body heat and layered blankets. He smelled of the late night meeting early morning, a concoction of sweat and coffee creamer. It didn’t matter, she loved how he smelled. The head of her bed was pushed up against theContinue reading “Never Let Anyone Read This; or, A Revenge Story”
Co-Dependent
by Dash Owens I remember. I – the boldest word in a sentence. No one bothers to ask: which me am I? Not you. I’m not you, yet. I remember you. I saw you behind the bar with a long tangled side braid resting on the curves of your chest. Your black t-shirt rode upContinue reading “Co-Dependent”
The Annual Hapley Apron Festival
by Dash Owens Excerpt from the June edition of the White Valley State Chronicle. Article entitled, “Spring Awakens Old Hapley Traditions” by Megan Sabineux. Hapley is a small city of around 25,000 people. Originally, the common industry was timber due to the extensive forests shaped by the curves of the Big Heart River, which flowsContinue reading “The Annual Hapley Apron Festival”
