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The Last Witness
A young boy sees his father fall, his blood seeping into the soil, his screams dying in the…
Pre-Burial Suffering
“When you grow old and desperate, call me,” she wrote. He pulled the note from the…
A Fictional State
Lush plains and endless mountains. I am on my way back to a village left behind centuries ago.…
Scribes
1. Where do we begin? I asked the instructor, dipping my pen into the inkstand and dripping blue-black…
Schizophrenia
I tried on my old clothes and found they smelt like a woman who was not me. I…
Postmarked by Fate & A Bride
A child arrived on a doorstep last Tuesday morning, wrapped in a weathered bag, bearing a…
Love, Mom
The old lady rubbed her hands together, and called for her son. She grabbed his arm, and scrawled…
The Forever Home
What did they think as the boat sailed into the pretty harbor, as their ship docked and out…