short story

Aftermath

February 10, 2015 // 1 Comment

image ¬©Becca Harris   Tell me What do you remember Out there? Out there and in here In your mind What does your mind remember? What can you say Say say say speak Remember What do you remember? Your memories, are they in time? Are we in time? [...]

Updated: A Story of a Painting

April 17, 2013 // 0 Comments

Edited and revised version of my story of a painting. Not sure which I prefer.  РThere is a deep red; plush and runny. Next to it a purple, dressed in white. It smears me across its surface. A glance upward and beyond reveals an isolated [...]