Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty
Bio
Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty, or EKD for short, enjoys a good story, cats, and dragons.
Though she has always written fiction, she found a love of creative nonfiction while studying at Full Sail University.
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Stories (19)
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Perfect. Runner-Up in Maps of the Self Challenge. Top Story - November 2025. Content Warning.
In a perfect world I would never have been born. My maternal grandmother would never have been raped by her ex-husband and thus wouldn’t have fallen pregnant with her eleventh child: My mother. The girl would have grown up having girl-friends and would have been looked after by her older brothers and sisters. They would have warned her about the red flags that her highschool sweetheart was waving on full display: how he would say that he’d pick her up for a date and instead would blow her off to go drinking with his friends; how he was possessive and jealous whenever she was out of the house or out of his sight; how he bragged that he dated the girl with the best ass on the track team.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty2 months ago in Humans
Hopeless
“I come before You to withdraw,” said Lily, her lips curled into a pleasant smile behind her curtain of blonde curls. I blinked and fought to keep my eyes fixed ahead - at my queen, my Goddess, the eternal embodiment of our homeland. Every nerve in my body trembled.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 months ago in Fiction
Greenhouse. Runner-Up in A Knock at the Door Challenge. Content Warning.
The dusky shadow of the Earth passed over the windows above the heads of the adolescents gathered on the promenade, all of them tilted back to watch. Earth’s curve crested with the glow of the sunrise, a phenomenon they’d all seen before - but for most of the recruits, like Avita, it was the first time they could remember seeing the fireworks that burst in the halo.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 months ago in Fiction
Surface Tension. Top Story - August 2025.
“What do you see?” An endless, white sandy beach. The crystalline waters of the ocean are turquoise and emerald. The waves lap against the sand. The sky is dotted with peach and lavender clouds. It’s almost sunset.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty6 months ago in Fiction
Til Death. Winner in The Second First Time Challenge. Content Warning.
The porch light illuminated my windowsill, the only dim light in the house. Casserole and lasagna cooked by my family cooled in their tin foil-wrapped dishes on the kitchen counter. Shadow coated the bedroom, along with piles of laundry I couldn’t be bothered to clean or fold. Cold air hummed through the vents.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty6 months ago in Fiction
Breaking the Cycle
At twenty-one years old, I was at my lowest. I spent my days working for minimum wage at the Crestview Cracker Barrel as a smiling hostess or a hands-on staff leader, but my nights were a different beast. When I wasn’t traveling to bars with various body parts in my mouth or behind a haze of pungent marijuana smoke, the light of Adult Swim on the television illuminated me wearing just my underwear and drinking cheap wine straight from the bottle. The only small comforts in those nights were when Shark would climb in my lap and purr.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 years ago in Confessions
Snaggletooth
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. I called her Snaggletooth. She scared me at first. What twelve year old wouldn’t scream at some evil spirit with a bloody, jagged smile from ear to ear staring back through a dinged, silver hand mirror?
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 years ago in Horror
Open the Gate
Gateway Systems. The leaders in innovation of science, of communications, of humanity. That’s what my grandchildren called it. But the square building that reached into the sky didn’t impress me any more than the other walls I’d seen constructed in my lifetime.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 years ago in Fiction
Compliance
“Come on, Romo, you said this would be easy. In and out.” The young woman glared from behind the glass visor wrapped around her head at eye level, attached at her ears burning with embarrassment. “I said it’d be in and out. I didn’t say it’d be easy.”
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 years ago in Fiction
