Golem Says Goodbye
Not sure what else to say except it was too much, couldn’t be the tough everyone wanted, no blood coursing through my veins like humans tinkered together by He Who Shall Not Be Named,… Read More »Golem Says Goodbye
Not sure what else to say except it was too much, couldn’t be the tough everyone wanted, no blood coursing through my veins like humans tinkered together by He Who Shall Not Be Named,… Read More »Golem Says Goodbye
The old woman who lived in the bottom apartment called me. Her name was Basuma. Freckles covered her hands and arms and made her look… Read More »The First Flying Woman
My mouth dropped. Never had I expected her to utter those words. “Yes,” I said, feeling an immediate kinship with a woman who was standing… Read More »Ghosts: Sequel 1
The old woman who lived beneath our house called up to me. “Why are you leaning over the railing with a fishing pole?” I wanted… Read More »Catching Flying Fish
The cry of Canadian Geese stirs leaves. She climbs a tea tree, hides her clothing behind a rock. Her naked thighs shimmy along each knot of bark.