Daydreaming

by T.S. Henderson "Staring didn't accomplish much." She would often say. My sister, she was right. My daydreaming troubled her, and I could never ascertain as to why that was. My staring off into the distance wasn't ever blurred though. I did have a focus for my attention. She was as much a realist as … Continue reading Daydreaming

Buster

by Jeff Fleischer Staring didn't accomplish much. The food was definitely there, almost mocking him through the glass container. The top half of an hourglass with one thin funnel. Even a smart cat could tell only that the food fell through that funnel on some kind of predictable rhythm, and start to feel anticipation when … Continue reading Buster

Staring

by Connor Kreger Staring didn’t accomplish much. It hung from the hanger in front of you and it would hang there until you worked up the nerve to reach out and grab it. You turned your gaze up and to the left a bit, looking at the mannequin that had caught your eye from nearly … Continue reading Staring

Topography

by Ola Faleti i. Staring didn't accomplish much, I always thought. We live in the 21st century. Can't people take a picture? I should be used to it by now, after a lifetime of a face that's remarkable in all the wrong ways. When I'm feeling bold I stare back. Usually I'm too tired to … Continue reading Topography