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July 12, 2018
The Wishing Tree
Little Mari, a year younger than five-year-old Zooey Davidson, took her by the hand as they ran toward the wishing tree. In their free hands, they each held a colorful cloth provided by Tala, who looked like she could be Mari’s teenage sister but wasn’t. “Danilo helped me put my first one up. Now I’ll […]
Published on July 12, 2018 07:51
Epilogue: The Dragon’s Library
“Dragons roared and children picked up musical instruments and played. Many alighted to the ground to dance, and the singers clung to tree branches like birds. It was a moment of grandeur and promise. But as bright as it was in the city of Vovin, the city of dragons and children, a dark night was […]
Published on July 12, 2018 07:42
Lost on Forlorn Seas
Kiyohira Arita was the only one in the lifeboat when he regained consciousness. What had happened? The eleven-year-old student had been on a ferry, the Shiun Maru. Yes, that was it. He was with his class on a school field trip crossing the Seto Inland Sea. The fog was so terrible. He and some of […]
Published on July 12, 2018 07:40
July 11, 2018
Waiting For Time to Pass (Expanded Version)
I can barely see them inside because of the glare on the window, but they all look like ordinary people flying out or flying in. Ordinary people getting on with their lives, unlike me. In the window, I can see the reflection of the plane behind me, the luggage carts, the main terminal, everything out […]
Published on July 11, 2018 14:16
Waiting for Time to Pass
I can barely see them inside because of the glare on the window, but they all look like ordinary people. Ordinary people getting on with their lives, unlike me. In the window, the reflection reveals the plane behind me, the luggage carts, the main terminal, everything out here except my own rather ordinary face. You […]
Published on July 11, 2018 13:54
The Other Side of the Fence
Gabriel peered though the tear in the chain link fence that separated Lucia from the foothills. The foothills used to be part of a State Park before the west coast cities separated from the rest of California. They kept enough land to go on hikes or walk their dogs, but except for a few community […]
Published on July 11, 2018 09:29
The Halloween Monster
Arthur stopped off at his sister’s last night, realizing he was too drunk to drive home from the bar. Staggering into her backyard the next morning, he discovered the apparition. Melissa followed him, looking bemused. “Like it? I’m putting it out front for Halloween tonight.” It was then he noticed she was pointing a pistol with […]
Published on July 11, 2018 05:17
July 10, 2018
The Last Hunt: A Short Story Review
I’m in the process of reading for review the Superversive Press anthology To Be Men: Stories Celebrating Masculinity. I plan on writing both an Amazon review and a much more detailed one on this blog when I finish. But I can’t wait. I’m going to create a wee preview highlighting one of the short stories […]
Published on July 10, 2018 13:51
Lorenzo’s Gulls
“Come, my friends. I’ve got more food for you.” Lorenzo Thornton had been friends with the gulls for decades, but then he was as good a murderer as they were scavengers. He’d found easy prey in hitchhikers and runaways along the coast highway near his cabin behind the white dunes, and his private graveyard was […]
Published on July 10, 2018 04:52
July 9, 2018
Cri De Coeur
Brittany concocted the nostrum with the finesse of a lover, both in response to Neil’s desperate cri de coeur to save his son’s life, but also for the obscene amount of money he offered. She practiced her witch’s craft with masterful illusion, knowing the potions she created, the billionaire could not find in some pharmacology catalogue. “So […]
Published on July 09, 2018 07:49


