Disgruntled Sectional (199 Words)

I miss my old home. A married couple without kids owned me for three decades. They discarded me because I didn't suit their remodel. Now I belong to a family of five. Juice and grease cover my once vibrant surface. No longer am I plush and firm. Kids used me as a trampoline despite scoldings … Continue reading Disgruntled Sectional (199 Words)

To Remain Awake

In my well-lit kitchen, sipping black tea at my table, sipping from a Betty Boop coffee cup, the top and inside molded into a bright red heart; freezing, but I refuse to light a fire, an effort to remain awake to get lost in realms of poetry and fiction.   By: Amber R. Dulaney