It was a day when the girl was frustrated. She had been walking through the forest in the dry heat for what seemed like forever. Dried pine needles crunched under foot with every step. She was hot. She was tired. And a small voice inside her said you can rest whenever you want. Still she…
Category: Stories
the unanswered question
The man looked at the worn piece of paper that the little man had given him. He hadn’t seen this in ages. And as he looked at it he was still astonished that he was holding it his hands once again. “How did you find this?” “It was given to me…” The little man grabbed…
The Real World- Theater Edition: Interview with Paul S. Flores
Barbara Jwanouskos (on a different day) chats with Paul S. Flores about You’re Gonna Cry. This week, I was lucky enough to coordinate with Eric Reid and Paul S. Flores to talk about You’re Gonna Cry, the new show that will be opening soon at Theater Madcap. Paul developed a play that sounds incredible and is…
the beast who runs through the forest
Daylight. Silence. Then, boom! A thunderous crash from the forest. The beast tore through the trees, hungry. Growling. Bearing its teeth and small animals would run. Hiding in the brush. Its ears perked up and from far off it heard something that it would be drawn to. Instantly running down the path. Barreling through without…
the moment when the sky brought them together
The light from the sky — sending purple mixed with the golden clouds — spread over the land against the fire sunset. It was as though an artist had decided to paint something overwhelming and at the same time utterly peaceful. You couldn’t help but be captured by the feeling that sometimes the world around…
the dreams
The girl had a dream last night and when she woke her heart ached. She didn’t know why and at the same time, she did. She remembered. As long as she could think back, she never really knew how she got to the forest. She had guessed that she hadn’t always been here, but nothing…
Lately
Lately Every room I go to I meet plants who are starting to flower These ones Despite the cold Despite the lack of moisture sometimes Despite the drought Still grow Still flower With only a touch of help From someone else Lately I am astonished by what I am capable of I push on boundaries…
the hunt
The girl moved swiftly through the forest. Dodging branches snapping back at her. She moved with alacrity. Her pace was even. She was nimble. She wove around rocks stuck in the ground. She jumped, sliding over the trunks of broken trees. She moved quickly. Hurried steps. She looked behind her. Then ahead. She quickened her…
The Dynamics of Groove 