Author: Ember Frost

  • The Vacation

    It was the first night of her solitary vacation, and there was work to do. Cathryn Tacey rode various buses up I-95 from Virginia to the Maine-New Hampshire border, with…

    The Vacation
  • I went Out To Sea

    I went out to sea To see if I could swim No lifeguard behind me There’s no one beside me I throw myself in the deep end Cause I don’t…

    I went Out To Sea
  • Who’s That Girl?

    Who’s that girl looking at me in the mirror? I see her face every single day— The long brown hair, eyes as blue as sees, But I don’t recognize her,…

    Who’s That Girl?
  • How Will I Rest In Peace?

    The poor girl never saw the car coming. She did everything right—looked both ways before crossing the street, only one earbud in use to maintain situational awareness, waited until the…

    How Will I Rest In Peace?
  • Story Of One Second

    My life is about to end. Tires screech as I roll into the intersection. Out my left-side window, I see a tractor trailer barreling toward me at speeds far too…

    Story Of One Second
  • Behind Closed Doors

    The night is boring, like every other night in the seven years of her life. Averlie plays with her dolls in her room. Daddy is out like he always is…

    Behind Closed Doors
  • Sonnet 3: A wolf Bays At the Moon

    A wolf bays at the moon, so full, so bright, Unable to escape her prison cell. No Wild beast should put up such a fight In Freedom’s name. So desperate…

    Sonnet 3: A wolf Bays At the Moon
  • Primis Chapter Four: Police Interview

    The interview takes place in an interrogation room. Zebedee Berhanu and Jameson “James” Albi sit on one side of the metal table, with Sebastian and Paige on the other side.…

    Primis Chapter Four: Police Interview
  • You Are A Tattoo On My Waist

    You are a tattoo on my waist, A constant reminder of What you did to me in haste. You are a tumor in my brain, Destroying me from inside. I…

    You Are A Tattoo On My Waist
  • Whispers

    Emilia wakes up in a cold sweat, staring at the digital clock blaring 3:47 A.M., startled awake by the same nightmare that has plagued her sleep for the past nine…

    Whispers