A beautiful lifeguard raced towards me, a sinking ship not worth saving. Her black hair flowed like a flag. Her eyes were brighter than the ring I had returned to the jewelry store. She examined me like a pearl that was more than an irritant thrown away by a clam.
Jerome has work in Flying South, Vestal Review, among others. He is hard at work on a novel.
Colorful banners waved in the chilly air. A sleigh of huskies passed by in the distance. An icy sheen sheeted their thick fur. Their pawprints were artifacts written on the cold, still pages of snow. Not even seconds after leaving their mark, their presence faded, one snowflake at a time.
Jerome Newsome has work in Aftermath Magazine, Fifty Word Stories, Vestal Review, and Flying South.
Lightbulbs shattered and sparked. Free at last!
Spheres of light drifted outside. They floated over buildings, resembling moving stars. These stars huddled together in a small forest. Giggles came from them as leaves brushed against their faces.
An abandoned temple impeded their earthy merriment. Its disheveled state made them cry.
Jerome Newsome is an upcoming writer who has been published in Aftermath Magazine and soon to be published in Fiction Southeast. When not writing, he likes to play video games.