Part 3: Mother’s Tears

  A historical fiction piece.  There were seventeen of us cramped into a small, tight living space in the camp. I shared barracks with women who held babies in their arms, and had children clutching to their hips. I could see the fear in their eyes, and the mournful sorrow of those who wished for it…

Part 2: From Circus to Camp

I don’t remember much after the air raid by the Japanese. Before the Japanese commander pulled me away from the wreckage of the hospital, another Japanese soldier hit me with the back of his revolver.I woke up to a violent jolt as I rolled onto a hard surface. I pried my painful eyes open to…

Twisted Fairy Tale Endings: Snow White

Originally posted on The Lounge:
Snow White and the Queen By Renee Lishka There’s a knock at the door. Snow White peeks from behind the curtain and sees an ugly old woman at the door. The woman has in her hand a basket of apples. She stops all her chores and heads for the dwarves bereau…

Hopeless

She grips onto the cold, steel bars Reaching for freedom tastes so bitter Like a cold winter sun that looks so warm and inviting It nips at your skin the minute you step outside She reaches for the bottom in a bottomless pit Too stubborn to give up Too frustrated to go on She knows…