Life Happens to all of us. The trick is sifting out the positive from overwhelming negative that bombards us all. One way I do that is through fiction. My mother would read books to me before I was old enough to start school. I learned word recognition, and then had to relearn to read using phonics in school. She created in
When Allie made her bargain with me I never expected to want to stay. I’m a travel writer, and home has always been a relative term for me. I grew up as an army brat of a single parent. I’ve never stay anywhere long, nor wanted to. I liked my freedom, and long term wasn’t an option for her either. She didn’t
HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE, I decided to write a flash fiction story for Halloween. It turn out not to be a typical Halloween story, but I hope you enjoy. Happy Hauntings Juneta The lights flickered, weird; it’s not raining or storming. The sound of Jeopardy playing on the kitchen television is reassuring. Our housekeeper Mrs. Chaney is making roast and potatoes
The sterile fresh scent of carnations permeated the air. Reds, yellows, white, and red striped flowers danced starkly against the grayscale backdrop of my world. Feeling like I was in an old slow B-movie, I looked down at the lifeless body of my mother. I wanted to scream this can’t be real. She wouldn’t leave me. I might have
Photo purchased from Big Stock Photo—An attractive young teen mid-air, falling (or flying) with hands and head first. On a white background. by McIninch c By Juneta Written 021094 I slipped, I stumbled, I fell. I learned my lesson very well. I reach, I jump, I leap. I’m not going to land in the same ole heap. I skip, I hop, I
*Photo purchase from Big Stock Photo—butterfly sitting on grass with dew drops close up on the background spider web by volrab vaclav c By Juneta January 25th, 2002 Whirling, Black cancerous void, Ravenous, Gnawing hunger, Greedy soulless cur, Falling, Falling, Falling, Sinking depths, Lost, Empty hollow pain, Resonates, Involuntary screams, Returned echoes of silence, Mortar wounds of absence, Cavities of isolation,
*Photo purchase from Big Stock Photo—Majestic sunset in the mountains landscape. Overcast sky before storm. Carpathian, Ukraine, Europe. Beauty world. by Leonid Tit By Juneta c 2009 My pillow is the cloud As I dip my feet in the sea of heaven I stand alone on the edge And stare into the forever blue .. .. My soul cries to unite Yet I
