My life was once a stable pool bounded on the sides by stones that held the bank, preserved the cool of tranquil waters’ silent flow. But now I pass the river by, whenever I travel market road and see the bark-peels desperate try to keep their heads above the flow. The river gurgles up and […]
Read more "The River Teaches"“The oldest legend of Kenlow island is the Midnight’s Day. A magical night, a time of the dire, and the wonderful. From sundown to sunrise, a strange wakish light pervades. Not quite dusk, and not quite night. It is then, and then only that strange and magical things can happen. No one knows for sure […]
Read more "The Sandcastle (part 1)"It’s hard to watch the hands of time, dismantling the past. unscrewing memories, packing up the artifacts in boxes to bury someplace. The house I loved, taken board by board, is not the place it was before— but lonely, struggling to stand, in a forgotten field. My elders—where are they? Time has damaged […]
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