Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Selma Writes and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. A persistent low backache had Grace moving a little slow all morning. By noon a bloody show confirmed what she already knew. The contractions, fifteen minutes apart, started before dinnertime. Like…
This story is by Selma Writes and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. A persistent low backache had Grace moving a little slow all morning. By noon a bloody show confirmed what she already knew. The contractions, fifteen minutes apart, started before dinnertime. Like…
This story is by Selma Writes and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. A persistent low backache had Grace moving a little slow all morning. By noon a bloody show confirmed what she already knew. The contractions, fifteen minutes apart, started before dinnertime. Like…
This story is by Selma Writes and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. As Isabella was heading out the door, the delivery man met her by the stairs. He knew her from the many times he had delivered packages to her apartment. …a care…
This story is by Selma Writes and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. THEIR EARS, NOT PIERCED “The Heresy of one age becomes the Orthodoxy of the next” Helen Keller I sit on a bench outside the airport newly arrived on my flight…
