Marshmallows and Wood-Ear Mushrooms
Today is the first day of my last period. I know because in three weeks, when my body prepares to do it again, I will run into a man with a knife.
Today is the first day of my last period. I know because in three weeks, when my body prepares to do it again, I will run into a man with a knife.
Marcia chose the little photography shop in North Park because one of her work colleagues had recommended it. She’d called the day before…
A newly-appointed primary school teacher got off the rattletrap at the pukka road and headed on foot to the village that nestled among the citrus orchards…
Working the Fire Line – Fierce Fiction by Alan MacLeod – October 21, 2018 The first time I saw her we were on the fire line digging a ditch to contain the blaze. “There’s Beth,” someone said. “ Bobby Freeman’s sister and a damn good digger too.” I saw a short, slender woman in her early twenties, wearing a bright… Read More »Working the Fire Line
A Jeep has sat in front of our house for a month, its red boxy body catching my eye every time I walk outside. Whoever left it, placed it equal distance…
I have learned life is short, and dying takes forever. For nearly seventy years, I’ve been a whirling dervish. I ran to and from various aspects of a life filled with perpetual…
I am offended. It is not my fault that there is no bedroom door to close to keep the drywall sanding-dust out. No, not my fault, and to tell the truth…
When my daughter Sela was three, she invented a story about Bob Marley and Frederick Douglass. I put her allegory in the “Afterthoughts” of…
Plot as a literary term is defined as the structure of events that make up the movements of a story through time; characters and settings are…