Brooke L. Davis

Laila ambled down the dusty trail toward the river. In the distance, the Gallatin Range rose to meet her, ablaze in the morning light....

You are trapped in the box canyon of my heart its high jagged yellow ochre walls a western New Mexico no-man’s-land. You whirl like a...

Molly and seven-month-old Ike watched the hills roll away as the train clacked through the verdant English countryside. When the train...

In the collected humid light of dusk, an orange sun slowly sinks below the hayfield, and we come to the farmhouse in the relief that is...

As Jake and Sarah drove east, she prayed they’d left soon enough. The earth still smelled of smoke, and ash coated the windshield. When...

I sat in the back of the library with my seventeen- year-old friends. With heads down, we flipped through bridal magazines and whispered...

Emily sat beneath the open weave cotton blanket on the beach and inhaled the scent of chocolate and cinnamon from her steaming cup of hot...

I slay my fears and place them on the altar, the last obstacles preventing our union. Though a pagan, I kneel, sing the hymns, pretend to...

Carly discovered the tattered maps as she cleaned out her parents’ closet. Circles and X’s marked the towns, off the beaten path tourist...

March roared in, a lion breathing snow, ice, wind, and bitter cold as it drug winter along behind, like the hock of a dead animal. It...

Regan almost couldn’t bring herself to return to the beach where she’d lost Josh. The rescue team had never recovered his body, and she’d...

We are all glaciers as we transform, split, and calf pieces of ourselves. Beliefs fall away. Discarded and outdated, the mind seeks new...

Kayla smiled as she sat in the passenger seat and stared at the Route 66 Christmas ornament that hung from the rearview mirror. This...

The precariousness of life strikes you only as you move through it. Like a maze with dark alleys and tight turns, it careens out of...

Gentle snow fell as Emma and Travis bundled into their red VW bus and set out for home. Emma shook the snow from her hat and grinned at...

When the path diverges, we must always choose, not knowing if the road untaken will ever present itself again. With the benefit of time...

In her dream, Madison fled up the forest game trail to escape her vindictive zombie boyfriend. When the chrome bumper and rusted hood of...

Existing is not living. It is marking hours, hiding in plain sight, pretending nothing is wrong.

Jessica sat at the window and watched the snow fall in soft flakes onto the distant mountain. January in Vermont was a test; who could...

We are not allowed to feel the sun warm our face for more than a fleeting moment. We are not allowed to bask in newfound love without...