“My goodness – triplets!” The woman clucked over the babies. “How do you tell them apart?” Hannah just smiled.
Later, as the girls splashed in their bath, Hannah noticed the ‘F’ on the bottom of Felicity’s foot was fading. She darkened it with marker, then blew raspberries on her daughter’s toes.
K. L. Mill is a voice actor, another profession that revolves around words. Most recently her work has been published by Black Hare Press, Atomic Carnival, and Crepuscular Magazine.
The old man’s hand trembled, but the token landed square on the plate.
“A prize for the pretty lady!”
“And on your first try – what luck!” Her eyes crinkled.
“Lucky you said ‘yes,’ my dear.”
The couple shuffled off down the midway, arms linked. Smiling, the carny disconnected the magnet.
K. L. Mill is a voice actor, another profession that revolves around words. Most recently her work has been published by Black Hare Press, Atomic Carnival, and Crepuscular Magazine.
I am weightless. Untethered. The world and my memory of it fades away, and though time no longer exists, I know that I am waiting for someone.
Fractals of brilliant color burst, and she is there, running towards me.
I bury my face in her fur. Good girl, I whisper.
K. L. Mill is a voice actor, another profession that revolves around words. Most recently her work has been published by Black Hare Press, Hungry Shadow Press, and Atomic Carnival.
So faded, you can barely read it: Teddy – 3 yrs. Moving up the door frame, a child grows: etchings in the wood mark inches gained, frozen moments captured along the chipped paint.
“Movers are here, Mom.” Familiar voice, grown so low. You touch the topmost tally, leaving one last fingerprint.
K. L. Mill is also a voice actor, another profession that revolves around words. Most recently her work has been published by Black Hare Press, Hungry Shadow Press, and Atomic Carnival.
Yusef tipped the bowl, draining his soup. The familiar sand ground against his molars, a hazard of eating outside the Kitchen of Mercy. He had to hurry, though – there was rumor of day labor outside Raqqa.
Pocketing the bread for his mother, Yusef faded into the frenzy of street vendors.
K. L. Mill’s midwest roots are so strong, she lives in the house she grew up in, designed by her father. Most recently her work has been published by Black Hare Press, Hungry Shadow Press, and Atomic Carnival.