Jesse Erickson
Bio
Sometimes I write.
Sometimes I get better at it.
Sometimes I just get frustrated and let my brain do most of the work.
Stories (3)
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Track of Time
Five more train cars after this one and Ayden would feel the dry southwestern air in her lungs. Once she reached the white door at the end of this supply car she swiped the access card, heard the approving beep as the door slid to the side and continued through, her thoughts on the memories slowly emerging within her mind like traces of blue in an overcast sky.
By Jesse Erickson3 years ago in Fiction
Fowl Play
“And and,” Brynn's young voice said over her family’s hushed table, “the T-rex would eat ANY of us in one bite!" "Really?!" Her father said, lifting his fork for Brynn to see, "Well how would it reach its fork with its tiny arms?" He stabbed the utensil into the vegetable on his plate, brought it to his mouth and extracted the fork, baring his teeth as he chewed, growling like what Brynn knew was an attempt at a dinosaur.
By Jesse Erickson5 years ago in Petlife
