“Prayers Answered,” A Christmas Story Now Love On Hotel Masticadores

Prayers Answered Snow clung to a small mulberry tree in the distance.  It was a sad reminder of the old cotton fields nestled close to where Josie used to call home.  Snow was something different, like something pure.  Still, Josie was lost in a state of misery.  She peered through the narrow window that overlooked…

“Freezer Burn” Live Featured on IndiaMasticadores

Snow had fallen for five days in a row, and we were no longer allowed outside.  Yet, my hateful sisters, Ruth and Elizabeth, somehow obtained mom’s approval to drive to the deli right up the street.  Mom gave them money for sandwiches and hot cocoa.  They both stuck their tongues out at me as they…

”Red Ball” Now On Hotel Masticadores

Red Ball Hannah wept silently into her dusty apron.  She spun her thin face around, much like a donut, awaiting its freckling of powdered sugar.  Tears cast their agonies upon hand-stitched hydrangeas, petunias, and magnolias while honeybees clung close with their bulging pollen-laden legs. Ruth had spent six months embroidering this apron for her and…

“Death Of A Stranger” Live On India Masticadores

Death Of A Stranger Hearing the rush of nurses heading toward the ICU, I followed the herd.  My youthful intuition was kicking in as an eerie sense of suffocation and dread encircled me.  I suddenly felt like a child waking from a nightmare.  I was already on edge since yesterday having been informed that three…

“Twenty-Five Cents” my new story on masticadoresindia

Long John Silvers was one of my first jobs in high school.  Riding my bike on Saturday, hungry, smelly, and with jeans that hugged my thin frame to the point of being naughty, I went inside.  The sign on the door said, “Help Needed.”    All the high schoolers went there to eat lunch because it…

“Leaving the big four” live on masticadoresindia

Leaving the Big Four During the third year of school and living on the big four, I was divided into pieces by a swift sword, perching on my safety edge.  My brown eyes must have turned black as I heard mom’s words, but I was sure I was suffocating.  “Joy, honey, we are moving to…

My New Short Story “Last of Her Kind” now live on MasticadoresIndia

My leather dress clung tight to tired, wet skin.  At almost seven-foot-tall, I was a woman that obtained attention around humans far too quickly.  Thin, my shoulder blades stuck through just below my long, cylindrical neck.  It will be my last visit to say goodbye to a family of humans called the Simons. Every year…

“Freezer burn” live on MasticadoresIndia

Freezer Burn by Joni Caggiano Snow had fallen for five days in a row, and we were no longer allowed outside.  Yet, my hateful sisters, Ruth and Elizabeth, somehow obtained mom’s approval to drive to the deli right up the street.  Mom gave them money for sandwiches and hot cocoa.  They both stuck their tongues…