That was the worst way to wake up. Mid-dream, a loud thump coming from the living room made Megan jump in her bed, the mind confused between the nice images she was coming from and the darkness of the room, the heart racing from the fright, breathing hard as if she just ran a sprint. Moments in that semi-awake state and she wasn’t even sure there was a noise after all. Continue reading

Heaven on a Perfect Spring Day


She could feel it. The warm gentle kiss, the salty smell, the texture of millions of minuscule grains between her toes, the calming paced music. She was there, with him, feeling the sun slowly toasting her skin to a perfect tan, the sensation of cleansing that only a good sweat could provide. A cascade of emotions and memory transported her, as if instead of simply holding a rectangular piece of paper she had been magically displaced to a time when everything seemed simpler. Continue reading

Another Chance


It was a Saturday and Kevin, as usual, chose to stay in bed a little longer. Nothing in the world would be able to take him out of the comfy warmness and the nesty arrangement his comforter acquired during the night. He would have remained there another hour, at least, hadn’t the most unusual sound prevented him from even closing his eyes again. Continue reading


Then someone left a baby at my doorstep. Just like that, like it was the eighteen hundreds. I woke up, ready to leave to work, holding my coffee in one hand and my keys in the other, and when I open the door, there it is. She. It’s was a baby girl. All cuddled up inside a little basket, wrapped in a light green blanket, sound asleep. No note, no sign of anyone around, a baby left at some stranger’s door in the middle of the night. Continue reading

Cat Tattoo

Allyson woke up startled, as if she had been dreaming of falling, and knocked off both her cell phone and the glass of water from the nightstand, making for a not so nice beginning of a brand new day. She sat on her pillow waiting for her breathing and heart rate normalize before putting her feet on the cold floor, wondering where her slippers could have gone.

“Who is that?”, she asked. “No, seriously, who is speaking?”

Her confusion was aggravated by the fact that there were no one else in her room.

“Hey, stop that!”, she shouted, a hint of fear in her voice. “I said stop it!” Continue reading

The Seed

“Explain that again.”

“Explain what?”

“The thing about choices and freedom.”

“Are you sure? You said your head spun last time. Besides, I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of your friends. Or you.”

“Embarrass yourself in front of me, or embarrass me in front of my friends, along with you?”

“I will not fall for your little games, Jason.”

“Oh, come on, please!”

“Yeah, please! Now we want to hear about it too.”

“See? Now they are all expecting some profound thing I’m not sure I can deliver.”

“And what’s the only way to know?”

“Smart ass.” Continue reading

The Trainman

I was there, right outside, seeing everything. I was waiting to meet my friend, the one I was hoping one day would be something more. I saw the man pulling the gun from his back, start firing, right when the train stopped. I’ve heard the six shots, six rhythmic and loud thumps even if muffled by the car doors still closed. I saw the people inside in despair, helpless, falling down one by one, some for fear, six of them dead. My friend. Continue reading