Trigger Stories

Ten years on the force and this was the case no one ever wants to get. I stared at her photo and imagined the life she must have lived. So young and beautiful. Now lost as I stepped around the stream of blood flowing as slow as a turtle into a red pool beneath her wrist. I wondered at the fathers and brothers and husbands and boyfriends who once loved her but now hated her for what she did. I felt sorry for them, but as I...

Rain hit the window, and my eyes traced the lines of water traveling down the glass. Long streaks trailed behind each one, telling the story of where it had been. Every splatter would leave its own reminder behind, letting the person seated know it had existed and where it had gone. I let my finger rest against the cool surface and traced one of those paths wistfully. In truth, I was the tiniest bit jealous. This rain cou...

you close your eyes, and you let yourself sink lower,  let the warm water lap at your skin  and melt against your goose bumps,  the stark contrast of the bitter cold above you  and the warmth beneath you  taking you by surprise. the image suddenly shatters as you suddenly open your eyes,  and you feel like you're dry again,  bone and dust and wind,  but you exhale  and you let your fingers fall slowly from the lip of the...