Fiction

  • My Mother


    If I could taste the memory of my mother. She’d taste like spring air, dirt and cut grass. Like snow and smoke and chocolate. She would taste the way a warm blanket feels. When you warm cold fingers by the heat of the radiator.
  • The Perfect Cheeseburger


    Do you ever wonder what the perfect cheeseburger would taste like? I do, too, and that is why my life goal is to make one. All my other rich friends are focused on space travel, but I like to think about the simple things.
  • Best Burger Ever

    Most kids want to be a doctor when they grow up, or go to space, which is what my friends wanted to do. We’re all very successful con men and have billions of dollars, any person’s dream. I guess I have it all from your eyes.
  • Cheeseburger

    My phone buzzed. Ughhhh. Probably another one of my space-obsessed friends. They're always texting me about their billionaire parents’ new inventions for space travel.
  • My Special Burger

    Well it's time to get working. I start off making the buns. I have this really nice homemade dough. I shape them into hamburger buns and then I put them in the oven to cook. While it is cooking I get started on making the patty.
  • The Heavens

    The Heavens, A godly place surrounding the world we live in, but we don’t know if it’s true, it could all be a myth or a fairy tale that helps us fall asleep without the haunting at night knowing that our loved ones are in a better place.
  • the worlds greatest cheeseburger

    Most people want to go to space or be rich or just travel the world but me i’m only focused on one thing and one thing alone i want to eat the world's greatest cheeseburger there this wisetale that says there are ingredients to make the world's great
  • Light Up The Darkness

    Once upon a time, there was only darkness. Forever and ever. Never-ending darkness. It was just a shady, dull night named Balthazar. He consumed everything, leaving only the oblivion of black nothingness.
  • The Written Dream


    I adore my notebook and pen. I've had it ever since I was little. It was the first present I got when I could read and write.(Yes it is huge.)  One night I fell asleep while writing and my written dream had started.