First, there was the Void. And the Great Mother swam through the sea of nothing…
Tag: Azalea Micketti
Once upon a time… Such a derivative phrase. And overused, in my opinion. But, it…
5. I remember the cold stones against my toes. I remember the roughness of the…
(the author has since revised this story; for the latest version, click here) Once upon…
The house was tall and white, a handsome porch stretching the length of the front…
The sensation of soil against my bare feet is a new one. I have understood…
