Short Fiction and Poetry

Seaweed tonic balms the skin; the precious ingredients are locked in. Pores close as soon as the body is taken out of a warm bath [...]

Leaves and twigs crackled under his boots as he slowly walked along the forest trail, a wind storm the night before [...]

beyond the forest a field appears, but first you walk though a path that is framed on the sides by tall sumac red [...]

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“I think I fancy a Chinese tonight. You?” I swear mealtimes never used to be this uncomfortable. “Uh...I’ll just go with English, today[...]

try not to forget try to remember try to remember try to remember [...]

The dimly lit stage has Been lavishly set as Obscure shape-shifting Images and frightening [...]

Talking to the dead is something that one never really gets used to. It isn’t so much the fact that someone who has long since been dead[..]

It's okay not to know who Al Purdy was. He died over twenty years ago, [...]

Every morning, at dawn’s first flicker in the near dark, the small girl watched the thin man descend the steep and stony incline [...]