I wondered as he puttered around, could I kill a man with the strength of my legs? Could I crush the life from his chest—
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Sea Glass
Broken, cast out, or simply fallen into disrepair, our fragile nature cracks. On a sea of emotions, we float until the waves of time work
Arsenic
He had stardust in his eyes, and even now, they twinkled under the moon’s light. His soft parts firmed and stoked her passions. She wondered
Push Pull
“My flight was late,” I confessed. The sweet, sultry memory stirred. Rare for me to concede to desire, but our dance’s push-pull elevated want to
Timebomb
My heartbeat ticked in my head. Both eardrums thumped, and the vein on the side of my neck pulsed in unison with each beat. Every
Pumpkin
To hear this story on YouTube, click HERE *TRIGGER WARNING* HORROR: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE I took risks when I was younger. I suppose we all do
Julie Kusma, Author 