Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Psyche.
Feeling Better through Bibliotherapy
When you’re in a difficult phase of your life, it can be overwhelming to think of where to begin to dig yourself out again. Sometimes you can feel so low that all the usual advice – exercise, sleep, see friends, set goals – can seem very overwhelming. Reading can feel like a chore for those that don’t enjoy it. But, if you’re someone who loves to be sucked into a good book, bibliotherapy can be a perfect way to move through grief, stress, or a hard time in your life.
By Annie Kiely5 years ago in Psyche
Second Life
The wind was sharp as knives against the bare parts of his face. The man tugged at the loose hanging edges of his scarf, tightening it. With every step the blistering cold night air pierced its way through the multiple layers of clothing he had tightly packaged himself in. Her could feel his fingers and toes start to burn despite the handmade knit socks and gloves he wore. His mother had made them for him two christmases ago.
By Beverly Tenhagen5 years ago in Psyche
The Quantum Hour
“You got a cig, bro?” Bill asks walking by with his crew. “Nah, man,” I reply, both of us aware of the lie and that he’d reached full-tilt. Starring at me blankly - he does this frequently and I never know what he’s thinking or seeing - he mutters something to his posse and bounces.
By Sam Tahmassebi5 years ago in Psyche
“The trees are talking to me... am I crazy?”
Meditation can come in the form of many different things. For me, it is often from yoga, but for some people it may be jujitsu, chess, music, any time where you can be in a space where you can activate peace and revelations come to you; downloads from the universe come to you.
By Thai Cromer5 years ago in Psyche
Leaves of Three
The white cane was pointing toward a small Moleskine journal in the middle of the sidewalk, as if they’d been placed there, combined. Felix looked around for their owner. Cars moved up and down the street. He saw a woman scan the traffic and hail her Uber, but then nothing.
By 5 years ago in Psyche
Rude Awakening
I awoke with pain in my arm. Silence contrasted against distant chatter and beeping. Was I in a robot prison? As ludicrous as that seems, it was my first thought. I pulled my mind closer; it felt like a kite pulling against thin string. My mind continued to float into the sky driven by a will of its own.
By Scarlet Martino5 years ago in Psyche
Run For It
The train jerked forward and I collapsed in my seat, fumbling the zipper on my jacket to make sure I still had it. The envelope. I squeezed my hands around the stack of bills inside, just to feel it was real. I wiped sweat from my forehead, shrugged out of my jacket, tucking the crisp white envelope under my leg. The only way to know it was real was to touch it, keep it close to my body. The train rocked the brick of money into my sore, tired leg.
By Melanie Alexander5 years ago in Psyche
Hidden Identities
It was a grey, cold morning. The kind of grey and cold you only have the miserable privilege of enduring when you live in a spectacular house on the lake. The winters here are beautiful, but miserable. A special kind of sarcastic fuck you from mother nature herself.
By Jen Craig-Evans5 years ago in Psyche
