short stories – Tere Talks

The noose

The noose around my neck grows old Yet, the weathered rope refuses to snap, to let go I can stick my finger between it and my neck. Puling it away from my body, loosening it enough to breathe. So much so that I forget it’s there until it rubs against my skin again. And theContinue reading “The noose “

A Lyric Inspired Story

How deeply do I wish to delve into the stars. Sit atop of the Milky Way dipping my toes into its organized chaos. Causing a few ripples before the big jump. Then, when the perfect clearing opens I dive right in. Stars, astroids, and darkness decorate my descent. It’s warm. It’s cold. It’s long. It’sContinue reading “A Lyric Inspired Story”

Chairs at a Time of Death

I could not help but snap a picture of the circle of chairs that had formed in my grandmother’s living room, hours after they had become vacant. These chairs had been pulled from every room of the house, to allow for all those who came by to have a seat. Death being the reason forContinue reading “Chairs at a Time of Death”

Willing and Gentle: She Fights for Recovery

Rebecca Cords, 23, is a college student who spends her free time blogging about her eating disorder recovery. Her blog “I am Willing” on WordPress covers everything from the topics of adaptation and adoption to recovery and yearly windups. Cords attends Elmhurst College in Illinois and is majoring in psychology with a minor in sportsContinue reading “Willing and Gentle: She Fights for Recovery”

Birthdays: When They Are No Longer Around

On our birthdays we celebrate another orbit around the sun. Another year of growth, increased wisdom and memories made. The memories made throughout the years tend to make their way back to the top of your mind, like a recap of the years passed. You can’t help but smile. But when that day comes aroundContinue reading “Birthdays: When They Are No Longer Around”

Drops

When raindrops fall, do you think they wonder where they will land? On their way down, do they dream of landing on a flower, wanting to aid in their growth? Or perhaps, they dread landing on a windshield knowing they will be wiped away because they are seen as a nuisance MaybeContinue reading “Drops”