Sara Frederick

Joined June 2021

0 stories

Bio

I live on an island in Puget Sound and play with words.

Achievements (1)

Second Place in Time Traveler Challenge

Stories (13/0)

Feelings
One sip, two sip, three sip, four Feelings come running through the door Close it, close it, close it I say Let’s process those things another day.
By Sara Frederick9 days ago in Poets
The Butcher's Wife
There once was a woman with wishes, That somebody else did the dishes. She cooked and she cleaned, No one noticed it seemed,
By Sara Frederick9 days ago in Poets
The Time Value of Money
Large like a truck with rough edges and sides, it was the biggest box Ernest had ever seen. Who put it in the middle of his cow pasture wasn’t the biggest question, how did it get here was; and second to that…what was in this darn thing?
By Sara Frederick15 days ago in Fiction
Pitra
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The sea bubbled and roiled in appreciation of the show and often joined the choreography with its own ebb and flow. Sometimes the clouds would kiss the water, and the waves would laugh spraying mist into the sky, creating a rainbow of delight. It was plain to see that they all loved one another.
By Sara Frederick16 days ago in Fiction
Second Place in Time Traveler Challenge
BrigidaSecond Place in Time Traveler Challenge
Large and looming, the arch and thrust of the joists make for a perfect hanging place. The red wood-planked sides rise tall to meet the posts that knit the walls together, while the white trim that outlines the crisscrossed wooden doors glows brightly in the dusky light of Montague, Massachusetts.
By Sara Frederick26 days ago in Fiction
Misty Mornings
I love misty mornings in woods of pine, And the comfort of a delightful book, With coffee and blanket, it feels divine.
By Sara Frederick7 months ago in Poets
The Other Side of the Mountain
The deep airy whistle echoes in my ears, haunting and heartbreaking. Keening like a banshee, its loud wailing rouses me from my slumber. The supporting soft chug and sigh with the clack of striking iron keep rhythmic time with the sways of the car that rock my body back and forth.
By Sara Frederick7 months ago in Horror
Dragon Love
There weren’t always Dragons in The Valley. It was shortly after the summer solstice when the first one arrived, cruising through the sleepy little mountain town on his loud rumbling motorcycle, the obnoxious intruder disturbing the slow peacefulness of the place as he rode up to the Park and Sleep motel at the edge of town.
By Sara Frederick10 months ago in Fiction
Thoughts of an Unfeeling Woman
I look out the window of my cabin Jasmine blooms in early spring The truck and trailer parked in front add to the ambiance
By Sara Frederick12 months ago in Poets
Rescued
Crushing crowds move against me like waves Pushing, back and forth, it’s hard to move Heads bob like buoys on turbulent waters
By Sara Frederickabout a year ago in Poets
Rina's Dream
Clutching the throttle, Rina pulled back hard, cringing a little at the pain in her shoulder as she brought her small ship to an abrupt halt in the docking bay. It felt good to be home. With no fuel for her jump drive, the trip back was three weeks of boring with nothing to do but think about how she got herself into this mess.
By Sara Frederickabout a year ago in Fiction
You Are With Me
One like, a chat, a meetup for coffee You are with me Attracted and curious Large windows, icicles, and wintry wind You are with me
By Sara Frederick2 years ago in Poets