by: M. R. Vega The car, loaded with an excessive amount, of an impressive array of hard and soft-covered books, had Lucy and Harold nearing a range of concerns that brought an unspoken regret, especially within Luce. She was so fueled with a fit of anger, a riling and fileting type of pitiful rage whenContinue reading “A Wallet Missed Pt. 4”
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The Blue Chair Pt. 4
The Blue Chair Pt. 4 by: M. R. Vega Jacob was solemn with the fretting from the day before now trying to figure out the necessary steps to have Emily; the family pet, a proper end. He didn’t dare deal with the H.O.A., knowing their neighbourhood had numerous Glady Kravits feining for any opportunity toContinue reading “The Blue Chair Pt. 4”
Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 3
Rabbits for Brunch Pt. 3 by: M. R. Vega That thinning of chaos didn’t seem to ease. Fires and what became an incessant screaming, dying, with an addition of wild maddening swarmed around the truck, littered not only her visual senses but the skies and everywhere about her and the large truck she found toContinue reading “Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 3”
The Scream Pt. 3
The Scream Pt. 3 by: M. R. Vega ‘Grab your gun from the safe Pops!’ Angela hollered through the screen at the front door of her house. Luckily the old man had just arrived not moments ago, the smell of the heat from the ‘88 Dodge Ram and its radiating heat was the telling ofContinue reading “The Scream Pt. 3”
A Wallet Missed Pt. 3
A Wallet Missed Pt. 3 by: M. R. Vega Lucy was grinding at her teeth aggressively enough that Harold looked at her with a near neurotic assumption that it had to do with him, surely he was right as to the reason they were steering to the bookstore at 75 mph down the freeway. BackContinue reading “A Wallet Missed Pt. 3”
The Blue Chair Pt.3
Blue Chair Pt. 3 by: M. R. Vega Jacob and his small family had finally pulled up to the house, the rain had become a heavy drenching matching their grief and he did what he could to cover them both as they wearily came to the door. The patio and its tin-roofed awning cracked throughContinue reading “The Blue Chair Pt.3”
No Skin Pt. 2
No Skin Pt. 2 by: M. R. Vega Yaretzi only knew how to play roulette based on the comedies often found on the t.v shared with her dad while she grew up. Seeing a young Chevy Chase with that well-remembered maniacal grin at a donning of a win to quickly see it diminish with anContinue reading “No Skin Pt. 2”
No Skin Pt. 1
No Skin Pt. 1 by: M. R, Vega Yaretzi had two hundred to her name, it was left to burn a hole through the Vegas strip not teaching her a thing but to try again. The original three grand she flew into the city with had quickly been slapped against the green tables of theContinue reading “No Skin Pt. 1”
The Body
The Body by: M. R. Vega The incessant and grizzly alarm went off like a banshee. Gerald adamantly settled his drool-soaked pillow over it and nestled over the blaring time. Bringing it to a muffled blurb of noise that was comparable to a trash truck hauling waste. ‘trash truck? Thought Gerald in a blind andContinue reading “The Body”
Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 2
Rabbits for Brunch Pt. 2 by: M. R. Vega “Oh my god, oh my fecking god, this isn’t, this can’t be real! What the hell did I miss, there’d be news about whats happening, right? What about David? Oh my god!!! I need to get to the house, I need to get to my carContinue reading “Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 2”
A Wallet Missed Pt. 2
A Wallet Missed Pt. 2 by: M. R. Vega Harold had nearly stripped the apartment as though the two bedrooms, living space, and bathroom were a renovation. Lucy had left, taking the keys with her after cursing at him while he grabbed all the items from the boxes and closet still unpacked and rummaged throughContinue reading “A Wallet Missed Pt. 2”
The Red Planet, a Blanket, and You
by: M. R. Vega People speak, the voices assume, unaware of the whole, and come to their own preconceived notions. They rarely take a moment to listen or watch, feeling as if they’re overstepping in being an observer, but god forbid, they come to a baseless assumption and put their two sense to object ofContinue reading “The Red Planet, a Blanket, and You”
Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 1
Rabbits for Brunch Pt. 1 by: M. R. Vega Josie found comfort in hearing the neighbors squabble in the early mornings day after day while she would do her morning stretches. Timothy and Nicky were two loud and vivacious spirits who sang their worries while the hummingbirds fed at Josie’s garden sugar feeder. They’d argueContinue reading “Rabbit for Brunch Pt. 1”
The Blue Chair Pt. 2
The Blue Chair Pt. 2 by: M. R. Vega Jacob woke before the rest of the home did, as he often did, and went about doing his morning routine. Jacob packed the lunch for his son, the assistive tech device, and nestled that into the convenient pouch with a peanut-butter cup in the tiny hide-a-hole.Continue reading “The Blue Chair Pt. 2”
The Scream Pt. 2
The Scream Pt. 2 by: M. R. Vega Luca and Tyler Sykes were playing monkey in the middle with a friend while anxiously awaiting their mom to pull up post haste. She’d reminded them to be ready so they can get to the fairgrounds quickly and get in before the lines were beyond a patientContinue reading “The Scream Pt. 2”
A Scream Pt:1
A Scream Pt:1 by: M. R. Vega The roads were busy, the heat lingered atop the pavement and the fair was starting with a flurry of the city’s energy. Its enthralling, reverberating, and tenacious emotion lay just shy beneath the skin of Pueblo. The incessant chatter and hollers could be heard echoing off the slabsContinue reading “A Scream Pt:1”
A Wallet Missed By: M. R. Vega
A Wallet Missed Part 1 by: M. R. Vega The laundry had been tossed across the master room, the sopping washer load had been strewn across the linoleum leaving puddles to be traipsed over and across. Harold looked at his girlfriend Lucy with an ambivalence that could have anyone else’s skin molt and wither. LucyContinue reading “A Wallet Missed By: M. R. Vega”
The Blue Chair Pt. 1
The Blue Chair Pt. One by: M. R. Vega The t.v still rings with that familiar hum we’ve all come to know. A warning of the impending shutdown at the bottom of the screen eludes the remaining minutes before its screen shares nothing till another person comes to stare at the box the next day.Continue reading “The Blue Chair Pt. 1”
First day of the rest of my Life…38 years and counting down…
February 4th, 2023 The books tower around the halls, most collecting dust the few being read sit close if not directly in hand via an app on his phone. He tells those around him, he’s read at least half but the number is slowly shrinking to less and less as he acquires more every weekContinue reading “First day of the rest of my Life…38 years and counting down…”
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