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John the Baptist is just preparing to wade out into the water. A crowd of people have gathered on the bank, awaiting baptism by water. Jesús, who looks suspiciously like Cheech Marin in a robe, pushes past the crowd, and … Continue reading
This post contains some language and imagery that might be considered uncharacteristically sexually explicit for me. Some time ago, I left a comment for Marian Green in response to a beautiful and inspiring post of hers called Whisper. What I … Continue reading
Author’s note: This won’t really make sense unless you read the prompt first. Click the pic… “When are we going to get to meet her, Mark?” Denise asked. “Did you do it all night long?” Ty joked. “Shut up,” Mark snapped, … Continue reading
In the mountains of Peru, long ago, there was a young man named Pahuac, born with a simple gift. His heart spoke to him. From the time he was a little boy, he spoke many wonders, and in time, the … Continue reading
N THE TIMES… when the sea was rich, and the world was no longer so new and all, All-the-Crab-that-is played the play the Eldest Magician had given them because of the gift that the Man’s own best beloved little girl-daughter … Continue reading
Ravenous, inspiration finds me. Hidden deep beneath the ice of yesterday’s tears, Bête Noire skillfully hunts its prey. I huddle still, frozen by my terror of the words themselves, and it smells my fear. Teeth of raw emotion tear at my … Continue reading
October 31st, for most people, is a night of frightful festivities. Houses are decorated, Jack-o-lanterns are lit, costume parties are in full swing. Witches, bumble bees, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles roam the streets, pillaging doorstep after candlelit doorstep for … Continue reading
Kiri bent her arm down carefully, slowly and deliberately to the dirt in her new back yard. The important purpose of her mission raced in her veins, filling her with pride. I must let base know I’ve begun, she thought. … Continue reading
Smiles had twisted her dimples into view countless times. Tears had washed her cheeks as many. Meaningless gestures of emotion, Ruby thought. Hours she had practiced them in the mirror. Hours over years, wrenching expression from the bowels of apathy, … Continue reading