R. K.

“About the girl who drives in the rain” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #112

About the Girl who Drives in the Rain She drives in the rain. In snowIn the hailIn the wind.She drives and thinks and feels.She drives until she can breathe again. She looks for peace Peace of the heart, the mind, the soul.She looks for it in the sky- from the sky. She looks for it in the storms.And a promiseFrom the subjects of interest:If you realize their strengthAnd respect their power In all formsThey will share their stillness with youAnd fill your empty places. …To the girl Who drives in the rai...

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“Chased By the Wind” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #83

A Tribute: To those at the bottom of the oceanThe slightest shift in the water stirs up dirt, sending clouds and leaving the space around it murky.On the seafloor, a shadow can be made out, tucked away in an undisturbed corner.  A movement, hardly detected. There is a second presence to be noted. Before with furtiveness, it waited; only choosing to be given away with a whisper“You have to get up.” The Shadow continues to lie still. “You ask something of me with such expectation.”“Not, however, unachievable.” The wate...

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“The Power of Ten Seconds” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #74

Ten Seconds. The world ages a little more.  Life breathes that much longer.  What can happen in such a short amount of time? In unison, coming into existence all over the universe, ten seconds make their impact.  1- Eyes adjust in a room lit dimly.  A loaded mousetrap springs shut behind the dresser.  Grass, straining to grow green and tall, is plucked from the ground by horse’s lips.  Long fingers press a piano key. A gunshot rings out, its victim unknown. One second changes everything.  Som...

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“Doppelganger” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #65

Carved pumpkins crowd the front of the doorways, spider-webs drip from porch railings, skeletons loom out from the shadows. Every neighborhood goes out of their way to contribute to the festive spirit. Stores scramble to stock their shelves with jumbo bags of candy as parents and grandparents come early to prepare for trick-or-treaters. Armed with fun masks, various Halloween costume party’s handout fliers promising spooky decorations, fruit punch, and a great turnout that you wouldn’t want to miss.As if knowing what to do, the weather predi...

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“Someone else” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #52

The digital clock blinks from my desk: I am not pleased with the time. It's not nearly close enough to the end of the day. I sign and lean back in my chair. The door to my office creaks open as my supervisor steps in. Making eye contact, she hands me a list. “Hannah submitted a request for these names. Please decide if any of them are eligible for swapping.” I accept the list and straighten a stapler.She closes the door behind her as she leaves. I look down at the paper. Group 93: Jackson, Mason, Avery, Noah. Too soo...

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“Something I don't know ” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #39

The book slams shut. Then, as if it's a game of follow the leader, the rest close as well. Soon, every computer, every data log, every file, every piece of information ever recorded, shuts down, turns off, erases. Forget. What did I forget? I never forget. I am the greatest mind, I have the best memory, my IQ is too high for a word like "genius" to define me. Why did I forget? The Sun. I see it; or, I don't. I'm looking west, searching for a sunset that should be there. I check my watch, check the sundial in the yard. They bot...

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“Not Just a Any Night” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #34

Avery watches as her mom packs her bag for yet another business trip. She's gone all the time and Avery is used to it now but she still wishes her mom would stay anyway. Kaylie, Avery's little sister, swings her baby Moana doll around in the living room so wildly it's a surprise she hasn't hit anything yet. She isn't quite seven yet but her birthday is coming up in July, a fact Kaylie tells people before she even says her name. Avery's mom zips up the duffel bag and turns to hug her daughter goodbye. "I'll be back Sunday night, be good. Ther...

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“Lost in my head” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #30

An automated voice tells me to step into the chamber. I enter, ducking a little to avoid hitting my head on the low frame. "Please stand still during this step, any unexpected movements will complicate the mind mapping process". I position myself so that I can remain motionless for the next five minutes. I am the last one remaining in my group to go through the machine so they will all be waiting for me to finish. I close my eyes as the buzzing noise closes in around me.What I and those ahead of me are doing today is vital for our survival i...

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“Better Left Behind” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #26

We are always on the move, we never stay somewhere for very long. My Mother is constantly changing the schools I go to. I doubt I have been to the same place for longer than three months at a time. I think she's embarrassed by us, her children. There are two of us, both boys, I am the oldest. She doesn't like people to get close and realize what a disappointment she is as a mother for not being able to raise us the way she should have.Me and my brother, we are very different. He is three years younger than me and scrawny. He's so thin and sm...

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“Snake” by R. K.

They sense me in the back of their mind, they know I am there and don't know how to get rid of me. I knaw at their subconscious, putting doubts and fears in their heads. They say they want me gone, they go to a therapist, the therapist laughs in my face.I can tell they love each other, they have for many years despite my presence. These people I inhabit are strong, they don't give in to my treacherous words. There are so many questions about me, about my existence. I am a million years old and aging. I have been inside thousands of people an...

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“Unseen” by R. K.

From the window above my bed, I watch the cool light grow brighter as the morning ages.Without getting up, I know that it snowed overnight.My body feels heavy, I am exhausted.I could lay here in bed all day and think. Today feels different. It is quieter outside as if the snow sucked up all the noise in the world. It feels as though all life has been put on pause.I am hesitant to get up and possibly upset this rare moment, making everything go back to normal.I don't like normal.My whole life has been less than average, I have failed to meet ...

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“And Finally, Me” by R. K.

Submitted to Contest #21

I am a listener. I hear the world.It started with strangers who would come up to me and tell me their story and what was happening in their lives.I never gave advice, never solved their problems for them, and I never told them experiences of my own.I just listened.This is the way I am and the way I have learned to be.I opened my very own Inn. I call it the Half Point which is exactly what it is.In every person's journey, they reach their halfway point where they stop, rest, refresh and reflect.My Inn provides this service to people. I guess ...

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