Fiction

Patience sits alone in a pew for the first time.

The story below incorporates several fragments pulled at random from my Google Docs.

"King Lear auditions will now be held in Drama B06, NOT 301! We can't wait to see you!" Heart emoji. Kiss emoji. Moon emoji. 

When millionaire Jason, scion of a family whose fortune was best left unexamined, swept her off her feet and transplanted her to California, she had to act quickly to prove herself worthy of him

It is no longer a bird's heart. It is her heart, in my hands, beating just for me. 

The witch tries to plant a world in my throat, but it won't take. It's no use when the meat is bad, she sighs.

"Everything's good!" Ava awkwardly blurted, silently cursing herself for sounding so meek. She isn't exactly giving 'nonchalant-cool-girl,' like she intended. Why couldn't she be like Vivian?

Something about the air today reminded him of the dark seasons of college, the blurry period of time between January and the beginning of March when every week sped by because every day felt the exact same.

"I will make everything right," Pinworm says. "Those were his words."

The town is swallowed by war, but you were never concerned about that, draped in the white sari  of violent widowhood.