When I was fourteen, I asked my mom about hippies.
“Mom, were you a hippie in the sixties?”
She didn’t look up from her needlepoint. “What? Of course not.”
“But I thought everyone in the sixties was a hippie,” I
Categories
Composting for Poets
…
Category: Otherworldy Music
Flash fiction based on Otherworldly Music.
Categories
Space Witch
She lounges, nude, in the long window seat, long legs draped over velvet cushions threaded with silver. The stars and gas giants, ripped from galactic tranquility, rumble and flare as her ship saunters by. She loves their two-fold reaction of
Throwback from 2012:
Microw, a flash fiction supplement to Full of Crow Press and Distribution, published one of my stories. Following the summer theme of “Home,” the story is titled “A Myth Much Prettier than Home” and peeks
Categories
Raw Materials
It is a terrible thing to be in the thrall of one of the Fearless Ones. Their smiles edge you toward your own animosities and make your nightmares sweet as the scent of their skin. Your raw materials, while frequently