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Written by Anna Steward

The ground has sunken in front of the willow tree behind our house – soil always moist.
Parents say it’s our septic system but how many groundhogs did our old German Shepherd bury underneath the tangled web of lavender bushes and dogwood trees?


Still Waters

Still waters run deep. My tumultuous thoughts churn like butter. My warning sign awaits for your reading before diving in.
Written as part of a challenge called 3line tales, details are available at, … 7 more words

Microfiction #writephoto: Lanternlight

For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt. No matter what kind of photo Sue chooses, the story always seems to come out sinister. I’m beginning to wonder if there’s something I ought to be worrying about. 216 more words


Microfiction ~ Dancing With Fire

It was late on a Friday evening, and I was sitting at home alone, as usual. Sometimes being an introverted witch can get a little boring. 567 more words


Microfiction #Three Line Tales: The Lake

This is for Sonya’s writing challenge, three lines prompted by the photo.

photo by Sean Tan via Unsplash

“Get back off of there,” his mother yelled from the lakeside. 77 more words


New Year's Eve Ritual

(500 words)

Boxes, special boxes, lie at the bottom of my locked filing cabinet. Deposited there are letters and cards collected throughout my life. 520 more words



Each thrust is a sin deeper

she pulls me in closer, nails in my soul

lacing this night with raw screams- we sin, we sin

© elancharan