Because they wanted to marry the princess to the prince of a swamp, she first prayed to the gods for a drought to evaporate the swamp, leave it a crater…
There is nothing more dangerous than a dream, Rivka. Your elders, old women and men like me, know this and have surrendered seeing dreams. Now you do not believe me;…
He was a king. Too often do many fail to remember so. He was a king that liked to be entertained, one that enjoyed the company of colourful lords and…
The well on the ranch was five foot deep. The water was clear and cold. The afternoon summer sun had been very hot on the girl’s back and she knew…
Through the woods, she is running, dethroning branches, cobwebs, crimson leaves that have yet to fall. She is not aware of which direction she is headed, only the inherent instinct…
The doors of the store you pass every day but never noticed before slide open with a pling, starting your journey. You’re welcomed by shelves of potatoes, carrots and tomatoes…
In Jackson’s house, the television loomed over the living room. Under the TV were board games. Jackson was the king of checkers. His brother even made a crown for him…
—For Jaxton Angela met him on a Tuesday. She didn’t know him at the time, or she’d never have made the deal. As it was, she’d just come from the…
There is a ghost in my kitchen. She’s standing behind me. While I peel the plantains, she leans forward and askes, “Why didn’t you love me? Why? Why? Why?” I…
On a street there were two Victorian houses that stood facing each other. A girl was born in one and in the other a boy. The baby girl was gifted…
Gingerbread House Lit Mag 