Fantasy

                                                       Wherein eight gartenzwerge go on the lam down Strawberry Creek after Ruddy’s overzealous jellyspreckling of the crocks cracked their (the gartenzwerge’s) kilning bond and incited a hasty flight of…

Russet thread mixed with a hint of brighter red for his hair. Tawny brown, pale rose for his face. He’s smiling, I can picture it, hint of teeth ivory mixed…

Heroines Winsome daughters of dreams,women with long gold hair,they stand in a circle on the shore,their stance commanding, proud. Queens of legend, queens of love,noble their brows,and noble the slope…

No sentinels stand guard upon these ramparts,yellow wall-flowers have overgrown their stones;the only motion here is when these bloomsare stirred by the breeze.Here comes a woman , head bowed in…

translated from the French by Justin Brumby I The guardsmen stood in two lines, halberds in hand,in baggy knee breeches, noses in the air,while the rabble and the street kids…

When we fled, we took the air in our lungs. We took herbs, roots, and flowers in our medicine boxes. We took staffs and bows made from branches gifted us by wind and rain.

1. The night is alive with the cries of flying foxes. Potus is asleep in his experimental gardens. He has dreamed himself onto this island, this golden core. A tired…

1. How I descended to the underworld and failed to save my beloved I lost her. Fire followed her footsteps, crackled in her black hair. Her skin was bronze; her…

Brinn stood on a shadowed street. Afternoon sunlight painted the rooftops of the heavily fortified, mostly-empty business district a smoggy orange. The area around the gaudy well-lit, yellow food van…

“The jack-o-lanterns haven’t spread up as far as Lakemoore, not yet at least. And the way was clear through Dreary Drive, thank the All Father.” The mail courier leans on…