Danielle Urciullo
Bio
Connecticut based therapist, creative entrepreneur, self-love enthusiast, and writer of short stories, fan fiction, horror, and also some sweet stuff these days. Find me @ www.bostontherapie.com. IG: @therapiespace & @daniella_urciullo.
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Stories (7/0)
Awkward Aesop & Fable Baby
Aesop never thought he’d meet Fable, an adorable peanut with charming space buns, barrettes, and glitter on the sides of her eyes; a festival baby it seemed. She smiled while the world around her glistened. Nymphs rested at her feet while fairies flew around mushrooms of red with white spots, shiny to touch, spectacular, nonetheless. She pumped herself up on her hands, to her feet, only to be about two feet joyfully tall, plump, and filled with curious naivety. Nearly knowing nothing and all together too much at once, Aesop wondered, where did this cherub come from?
By Danielle Urciullo2 years ago in Fiction
The Island of New Green:
The Island of New Green has a scarlet secret: when the black shark migration arrives to its shores and the seasonal summer tourists flock to its beaches, the Summer Mothers return, too. Carried by the tide into the arms of their wives, husbands, mothers, lovers, sisters, and brothers. The summer Mothers spend a few short weeks on land before the curse that afflicts them drives them into the sea once more. Afterall, they are cursed sea sirens. Sea sirens translates to women who reside in “McMansion” suburbia during the winter and beach cottage life during the summer. They are not overly tan, but some of their daughters are.
By Danielle Urciullo2 years ago in Fiction
Titans Aboard the Titanic:
I was one of 713 people who nearly died on those two fateful nights: April 14th and 15th during the year 1912. There were a myriad of other artists and socialites aboard the ship formerly known as the Titanic. We liked to call ourselves Titans, not after King Titan in the Little Mermaid but rather, after Gaia and Uranus, otherwise known as Heaven and Earth. Others who did survive did not retain their human nature, whereas I always strived to connect with the utmost humane parts of myself.
By Danielle Urciullo2 years ago in Fiction
- Runner-Up in From Across the Room Challenge
Boston Polkasnots
Rushmore was an all-girls private university where covert lesbianism was rampant. Ella's sister Charlotte had a semi-secret relationship with a dread-headed woman named Kenzo, who had just moved back from studying abroad in Prague. Kenzo had many stories about her travels overseas, talking of language learned and time spent dreaming of castles in Old Town Square. Ella vaguely heard Kenzo mention something about the Astronomical Clock, which intrigued her, but she was distracted by the propensity of evening plans. She quickly threw on a snakeskin print skirt and a polka-dot blouse with flats. Mission Hill campuses were only 2 miles from the heart of Roxbury. Still, with buildings popping up left and right, she hoped to avoid city traffic. Maximalism was evident everywhere.
By Danielle Urciullo2 years ago in Fiction
Gallows Eve Mantra:
Apparently, there were no other ways to rearrange the alphabet. He couldn’t help but be a latch key kid that summer night. Melissa thought they were babies having a bonfire and so rapidly she got burned. He smelled like cigarette stains on animal fur. He was passively obsessive, she a bit more overt. She used to think she saw God in rainbows, but that night she wished it not to rain. We seek sunshine and end up with less. It’s quite a dichotomy, the sons and the rain. She picked seashells alone remembering to be cautious with each step for fear of what she might drag with her along the way.
By Danielle Urciullo2 years ago in Criminal
