Yess Bryce
Bio
Currently halfway through my Creative Writing degree with Oregon State University, in an attempt to leave the cooking and farming world of work. Newly hired as a Contributor to Edible Magazine! It's working!
Stories (27/0)
Inside Hearts
They were slaughtering chickens that day. Sixteen birds, in fact. It was on the sixth chicken that she cut her hand. Forcing her blade through the throat of the bird, she put too much effort into it, and the wide and excessively strong push slid the blade right through the side of her palm. The importance of every morsel of food in a post apocalyptic world was immeasurable. She stayed in position with the bird as it bled out, holding its head and whispering sweet thanks in prayer to the dying creature. Suddenly impatient, she pulled harder on its head, hoping to open the arteries more and speed up the process. The head came off in her hand, and she felt the intensity vibrate through her body. Surprised, she tossed the head into the blood bucket, and looked at the blood running down her arm, all over her pants and shirt.
By Yess Bryce3 years ago in Earth
Bull Kelp on the Windshield
Bull kelp was caught in the windshield wipers on the cabin of the boat. We had been slicing through the waves, too heavy to crest them. Riding in a steel skiff, with a six person cabin. The sound of the water on metal was like being inside a tuning fork. My parents were taking me to town, across Johnson Straight, a wide open swathe of ocean that got a bit unmanageable at times.
By Yess Bryce3 years ago in Earth