Jaye Pool

Joined February 2024

23 stories

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Jaye Pool is a short story writer and the author of indie exvangelical litfic novels Make Me Free and To Die Is Gain. Subscribe to her newsletter here. She is also the creator & host of Potstirrer Podcast.

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Runner-up in Summer Solstice Challenge

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After Luna Pier
A young couple, Rachel and Luke Phillips, sat on each end of a beige leather couch in the living room of their home. "You embarrassed me, Rachel," Luke complained while drinking a glass tumbler of cheap Merlot.
By Jaye Poolabout a year ago in Fiction
The Dinner Cruise
“I think he’s finally going to do it!” A voice responded from the other end of the line. “Janna...are you sure? You and Austin have been together for seven years. Why would he decide that now is the time to propose?”
By Jaye Poolabout a year ago in Fiction
Step One
I can’t keep doing this to myself Each and every time I give in I get sicker and sicker What am I looking for… Hoping to forget?
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Poets
The Treatment
In the early morning hours of October 15th, 2040, several people gathered at the White House. A group in head-to-toe black and donning matching sunglasses stood around the bed of the President of the United States, Rob DuPlais. The president was lying on his back and extremely ill, his wife, Janice, by his side. The doctor, who was also bedside, looked to the group and shook his head somberly.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
The Zebulonian Curse. Runner-up in Summer Solstice Challenge.
Along the banks of an expansive, umber-tinted river sat Ann and Luke. The friends were enjoying a mild, sunny June day. "This is such a pretty sight," Ann said, her shoulder-length, coiled brunette hair blowing in the wind.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
The Door. Content Warning.
"Marissa - get up!" Opening her eyes, Marissa woke up from her midday nap to see the shadow of her best friend and roommate Sammie standing in the doorway of her bedroom.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Horror
Mrs. Stanton
I used to hate school. The classes were boring and it was hard to keep myself interested. But in tenth grade, I had the most amazing English teacher, Mrs. Stanton. She held us to high standards, yet she was fair.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
Morningside
I was born in Detroit, Michigan, in the early 1980s. By that time, my city had been in decline for decades. The population of this once great city began to fall in the 1950s, when my parents were children, but the tipping point was the 1967 riots. My father grew up only one block away from the epicenter, and from what I was told, an uncle, my birth mother's brother, was killed in the urban unrest.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Families
Caroline
Caroline is absolutely amazing. She is the best woman I've ever had, and she is truly made for me. Her soft, curly ebony locks, her smooth tanned skin, the curve of her backside are perfect. Just perfect. When I look into her deep brown eyes, I just know in my heart that we are meant to be.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
Her
It's just as well that I'm now dead inside. I just wish things had been different. You see, from the time I moved into Aidan's home last April, I fell for him. He freed me from my boxy white package, and I gazed upon him for the first time. He took me in his soft, peach hands, sat me next to his keyboard, and began to type. After a few minutes, I chirped loudly.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
Promise
It was mid-December in 1998, the day before winter break at the University of the Great Lakes in the idyllic Michigan town of Upper West Osceola. A young couple rested on a chilly wooden bench, peering out onto the Quad, an open grassy space of pathways in the center of campus, now covered in a thick, fluffy blanket of freshly-fallen snow.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction