“Apple Tree”

There was a place in her heart where the apple tree grew. The sun moved slowly up here. In the shade of the apple tree, Delilah watched its lazy progress in shimmers through the leaves. A shimmer she couldn’t shake from her sight. Within that dappled light, the apples shone as celestial things in orbit,…Read more “Apple Tree”

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“Saudade”

A young boy named James found himself coming down the dew-darkened driveway of the house his parents used to live in. His stomach had caved in. He’d wasted most of his time wondering—why? All about him, autumn spoke. Gentle hymns, melodies gliding between bass and treble, bawling and shrieking. Without trepidation, he entered. Sealed rooms…Read more “Saudade”

“Mastication (The Wendigo Children)”

  Outside, the snow enveloped the timberline and buzzards froze upon their perches, waiting. The survivors of the crash had been trapped in the cabin for so long now; the unforgiving ice had packed itself up against every exit, barricading the doors and windows. The wooden beams of the cabin creaked continuously beneath the weight…Read more “Mastication (The Wendigo Children)”