The moon illuminates no one, but me, for no one is in the
room but me and the moon.
Twelve, maybe thirteen years old. I was just trying to walk and dribble through my legs with each step. I don’t know why. I’m not saying it was practical.
Read MoreMika had passed the storefront a hundred times without ever noting the name: Fifoldara.
Read MoreHe tugged her onto the bed beside him and wrapped Nancy in his arms. They were once muscular, strong, and safe. Now, Alzheimer’s claimed all that and more, leaving him a frail shell of his former self.
Read MoreThat for one short moment, we’re all happy that we happened. And then there is nothing at all.
Read MoreHe felt time fall away, saw Merlin gathering herbs with Vivienne in a summer meadow on the mythical island. He wanted to tell Trixie about these visions, that maybe he was a modern Merlin and she was his Lady of the Lake, but that would have to wait.
Read MoreShe lashed out, putting poutish mouth to dramatic effect, “SHUT UP! You Toad of no acclaim! I have Satan on my side! I have people who worship me!”
Read MoreHua was thinking about how to cook the big softshell turtle for her husband when she spotted a large pile of dried fish maw on the roadside.
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