Early Morning in July The morning to be came up Monday, and there you were,huddled between your shouldersover coffee. The toast was of the consistencyof dried steel wool. I smelled…
Magic Realism
The Night Parade
The noises woke me up a little past midnight. I lay in bed for at least an hour after that, staring at the ceiling and tossing around underneath the covers.…
The Strange Death of Annabel Lee
Part 2 of The Strange Voyage of Annabel Lee(a spoondrift, a flickering filmstrip, even a dream) A recap of part one: Edgar is searching for Annabel and, after stumbling into…
Points of Entry
The oldest god was MAAA. Though he didn’t think with words like ‘god’ yet. Or spirits, or entities, or monsters, or angels or demons. MAAA was primal, elemental. MAAA was…
The Sensitive
In those early days of Lily Dale, long before it was even known as Lily Dale or, before that, City of Light, our freethinking earthly compatriots were fond of organizing…
