The Green of It by Robin Munby
We decided to extend the trip by a few more days. Truth is, I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but it was where the path […]
We decided to extend the trip by a few more days. Truth is, I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but it was where the path […]
We were all drifting off into a drugged-out sleep, more quicksand slumber because that’s the way gin drags you down under, when I realized that […]
Joy Ode From the center of a small town a well sings of all the children that have fallen in. It is a sad song—there […]
Tiny faces. Shy smiles on tiny faces. Sharp claws protrude from tiny hands on bodies that emerge at twilight. You’ll know it’s time when the […]
As in walking down them. As in they open into corridors and aren’t tight at all. You can’t stick a bed in them, but a […]
The Cult of Kukulkan Last night I lowered myself into a well. I spent the night in a serpent’s mouth, speaking to a god. Come […]
—Like the laundry: I really couldn’t get a grip on that last load. I had decided to dump everything in all at once (there was […]
They’d told us it would be peaceful; natural. Well, natural for us—peaceful for them. Peaceful to sit in the shadow of our green growth, lost […]
The local hawk froze in midair to make sense of such a sound—the sound of Canoe realizing the patter of rain against tin. Tin and […]
When the rakshasa moved into the bungalow, he decided this would be his peacock room. He filled the space with emerald and sapphire. Feather bouquets […]
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