Catching StarsIt was dark, and in this dark fireflies danced around us like Earth-bound stars. The air was warm and thick, and my clothes clung to my sweat covered skin. One could hear the rattling buzz of cicadas, and the the warble of crickets singing their sad songs. A jar clasped tightly in my hands, we caught the stars, chasing after them on tireless legs behind Ashley's house. Our bare feet sank into the earth as we ran. Snatching them from flight and cupping them carefully in our palms, we deposited each firefly into the jar. Thoughtfully, We punctured its metal lid, as if we thought that air was the only thing needed to sustain these tiny lives. &nCatching Stars
Coffee Table QueenTheresa was beginning to come unwound. That is, if she had been keeping it together in the first place. One could argue that she wasn't. I'd lost track of how many beer cans she'd opened, but I knew that her stockpile was diminishing rapidly. I sped on as she drank, hugging corners and flying across night blackened concrete. The headlights of my car cut through the darkness and led me on like a team of sled dogs as I drove home.Coffee Table Queen
"I swear to God, Josh," I could hear Scott saying from the backseat, "that was the scariest thing I've ever seen." I spied him out of the rear view mirror eyeing his own beer can d
