The Flotsam Heart

Something…something stirred him awake. Gears stuttered and clicked, causing the deep-sea fish who had burrowed into the coral attached to his exterior to flee. High above his dark, cold grave, it hummed and pulsed. He could feel it. His rusty eyes opened slowly and he followed its path as it slowly passed overhead. He needed... Continue Reading →

The Patient

The first thing I noticed about my newest client as she stepped into the room were her eyes. The dark blue was rimmed in black, just like mine. I had inherited that trait from my father and I rarely saw it in other people. She introduced herself without a name, which I respected, and we... Continue Reading →

Poetry by Sara

Sara has written some more beautiful poems in response to a few of the daily prompts in Writing Bad. Which is your favorite? Find more of her poems on her Facebook author page Sara A. Mosier    

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