Feet shuffle on grey sand. A chill wind blows. Megakles would shiver if he still had a body, but instead the wind moans through his phantasmic ribs, adding to the chorus of distilled despair on the banks of the River Styx.Another day in the everlasting night of the Underworld.Megakles sighs. In life, his breath could … Continue reading An Obol For The Crossing
I burnt it all down, like I promised. You didn’t think I would do it; those four walls held too much meaning for me, you said. You were right that the walls meant a lot. A lot of pain, and joy, and memory in them. An ode to history, and to our present. But you … Continue reading Animalia Paradoxa or, Contradictory Animals
John Robert Brown was as average as possible. He drove a secondhand automobile, subscribed to the Evening Standard, and worked nights at the local clothing factory oiling machinery. He no longer owned a prosperous farm in the wheat belt--the world was changing, and cities were the new pastures.I can smell it coming, Old Isobel had … Continue reading Painting the Town
As a child, Lettie Nash loved letters. She loved the curve, the swoop, the long stroke, the quiet point. Then as she grew, letters became words, became sentences, became prose, and overflowing with things to say she wrote and wrote and wrote.Her mother made her hide her work, lest her father find and burn it … Continue reading Lettie’s Letters
Lila forgot it was winter,That day when the sun threw rainbows at the flying snow,The trees swayed in harmonyAnd the sky burst blue. It was a day for wandering, forClimbing fences andTumblingThrough fields,Making angel scenes to wave hello toGod. Chasing a startled deer twixt fir stands, sheStumbled over hidden roots,Skinned hands raw on bark and … Continue reading Lila’s Eagle
EMMA LOUISE GILL 