Snow Angels Ann Marie Byrd We exploded out the aluminum storm door to icy freedom. A cluster of cooing feathers flew to the rooftops before we crossed the threshold. Hilda Dog hit the sidewalk first and chased any dawdling pigeons. My grandmother’s snowy backyard had lured us from her kitchen, heated to tropical temps andContinue reading “Prose #109”
Some slighly longer than usual short stories this time, from Ralph Bland, J.B. Hogan, Devon-Marie Shepherd, Kathryn Sanders and Erica Naess. Enjoy.
Scarecrow Luke A. Thompson So we hired this scarecrow. Yincent. My sister saw the ad in the Cambrian News and said ‘Is he for real?’ so I called him up to see. We met in the afternoon and in the evening I called him again to say the job was his. This was Sunday. IContinue reading “#107 Prose”