I turn around and gain elevation so I won’t be tempted. It’s her turn to hunt.
(fiction)
Author: nvondrasek22
Mary Ann seemed more at ease, and eventually turned to Greta to ask, “Does your son obey you?”
Greta smiled, “No. Does anyone’s?”
(fiction)
“The poem lingered in my mind for weeks not because of its timeliness, but because of its unsettling brilliance,” writes Jefferson Navicky.
(review)
“Exchange of Glances”
“The Creature”
(translation)
