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The Last of the Manzanita

In the Golden Times, the times of Timbok’s father’s father’s father, before the Burning Rains came, the Manzanita grew thick in the Valley of Fantasy. Small rodents hid beneath the Manzanita’s gnarly thickets. Birds nested safely in their bounty of … Continue reading

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The Man Who Emptied the Sea

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

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For Micah

Micah tightened his scarf. The Mediterranean wind chill rendered it almost useless. He tugged again at the zipper on his jacket. It was up as far as it would go. The scent of hot coffee from a sidewalk café beckoned … Continue reading

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One Scar Too Many

I worked the late shift at Francisco’s Cafe making donuts for the next morning. It was a lonely job. Gary, the cutter, would only be there for the first couple of hours. There were no breaks, so I never really … Continue reading

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Tunnels in the Hay

We lived, really, like right on the edge of the country. It was only two miles in to Jessi’s house in town, and only blocks from there to school. You would never have known it to look out our door. Jessup’s Seed Farm, a … Continue reading

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The Stuff of Legends

Angie tottered across the map on her silver pointe shoes. Long elegant legs of silver stretched from her tiny silver tutu. She stopped and stood peering contemptuously down at Gordy where he lay. Gordy’s golden trousers were dropped, unabashedly revealing … Continue reading

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Frightful Happenings

Annie sat perfectly still, legs poking out from under the curtain in deliberately twisted fashion. Sooner or later they will come and find me. They will come, and they will think I’m dead, and then they will be sorry. Only … Continue reading

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