Renee Bradshaw

stories from around the bend


February 2016

Pareidolia in a Can

Its pareidolia in a can man. I’ve got it this morning. I’ve got it real bad. It’s not just something I have though. We’ve all got it, it just depends on how often you see your dead friend in your… Continue Reading →

Pool Party

  There she was, Amy Gerstein, over by the pool, kissing my father. Luckily for both of us, she was only playing my best friend in the production, and Michael was only playing my father. But still, she knew I… Continue Reading →

The Garden (flash fiction

Janet wrapped her fingers around the small rubber handle and cranked. She listened as the garden hose snaked across the ground-softly through the grass before it grated against the dirt. The metal end made tiny clunking noises as it slapped… Continue Reading →

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