• The Ghost

    Growing up, I never believed in ghosts.  Until I did.  My downfall was the night I spent at Amelia’s house.  Sleepovers at Amelia’s were a regular occurrence and our favorite nighttime activity was telling scary stories.  Amelia’s family were staunch believers in the Bible and absolutely did not believe in ghosts.  Which led us to…

  • Oklahoma Zine!

    Here’s a short video of my latest zine!

  • Wander Away

    I had always had the tendency to wander away. It drove my parents crazy and I can’t count how many stores where I had to find a security guard or employee to help me back to my parents. As I grew older, I realized I had a desire to get lost, mainly because it allowed…

  • The Bully

    “You have until tomorrow at 1 PM to tell me what happened. After that, there will be repercussions.” Sandy turned and left the same way she came in. I had known she was on to me, but I hadn’t realized how close she was. It was time to start on Plan B. Plan B would…

  • Someone to Blame

    “I know you need someone to blame. But that someone is not me. And it will never be me.” Hillary pointed her finger into my face and her blush started creeping up her neck. I watched her start to sweat and knew it was her tell. I knew she was the one who had keyed…

  • The Neighbor

    Photo by Tom Rumble on Unsplash  As the ambulance approached my neighbor’s house, I wondered who it was picking up.  I hoped it wasn’t Mr. Cooper.  He was the only neighbor who understood me, much less talked to me.  Everyone else on the street often pretended I didn’t exist and often crossed the street if we were walking…

  • Banking

    Photo by Ashkan Forouzani on Unsplash  I always knew what I was going to do when I grew up.  And now that I’m here, I’m not sure I made the right decision.  I always thought I wanted to work in banking because my entire family worked in banking.  It was the safe route.  The route I knew.  The…

  • Trouble

    Photo by Fiona Smallwood on Unsplash  When Aimee walked in, I knew we were in trouble.  The look in her eyes told me everything I needed to know.  I knew she had found my secret – the only one I had ever kept from her.  She would never forgive and never forget.  But I had been so proud…

  • Accountability

    Photo by Ben White on Unsplash  I always knew my neighbor played the victim. Mainly because Madeline was really good at it and got everything she wanted. She was educated, but cunning. Smart enough to pull a ruse and not get caught. But yet, dumb enough to let me in on her secret. I usually was the secret…