Alix McMurray
Bio
Come join me hanging out with the Dodo Bird on the beach, waiting for the odd chupacabra, or chasing shadows into corners. And you can read about my life as a therapist on Medium.com.
Stories (14/0)
Penny does La Macarena
“Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky,” Penny wrote in her diary. Not so unusual to bring a diary to a job interview, right? Perhaps they would like to read some of her recent poems? Then, they called her in. Showtime!
By Alix McMurray3 months ago in Fiction
Yours rhetorically, Cold Blue Monster
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Well, they did, anyway, until Cold Blue Monster used rhetoric to argue himself out of love. He should have left those purple clouds to speak for him. He knew Meena was crazy about them, but C.B.M. has a hard time leaving well enough alone. Now everybody’s still trying to get over the whole thing. But you’ve got to hand it to C.B.M.—he is just as persuasive as he is tragic.
By Alix McMurray3 months ago in Humans
