stories

Ereshkigal, the forgotten one

And so it was that Ereshkigal was forgotten. Ereshkigal, Queen of the Underworld, daughter of Nammu, the Sea Goddess. Born …

Goldenrod Grandmother

Solidago sway and sing of summer’s ending. Life transcending. Gilded golden on the wing. It seems like only yesterday the path …

Macy revealed

They held each other in their under grounding, And they sighed and they slipped within and without, And they clutched and they …

Send in the crows

If the city folk had been more observant, they might have noticed it. But they couldn’t read the messages in …

I will take you under the ground

Macy moved forward, down along the dark tunnel. Feeling his presence behind her, hearing his shuffling rubber-soled shoes dragging, his breathing laboured …

Skimming

Since the lights went out, the business of living had become both more difficult and much easier.  When she thought …

As darkness fell

Jac didn’t know how long he had lived in the hill but he figured he had been there since before the lights …

The Diafol Gwas

They are the ones that come when the giving has been breached. When the balance has shifted so that more …

Searching

Macy and Amber stepped carefully through the puddles along the subway tunnel.  Their way was dimly lit by occasional shafts …

Emerging

The night was wet and cold. Amber’s chest heaved as she gasped to catch her breath, filling her lungs with …

The motherload

Talie crouched behind the dripping metal pipes and struggled to regain his breath.  His heart was pounding and he could …

The greening

The greening had begun again. The lights had been out for more than five bitter winters and every year since …

Lost in thought

Macy stepped outside to join Amber behind the cabin.  Her sister seemed lost in thought, gazing down at a small …

The day the lights went out

When the lights finally went out forever, the rain had poured relentlessly the entire day, washing away the last of …

Tendrils

Picture this. A teenage girl on a high handlebar bicycle. Her auburn dreadlocks fly behind her as she follows a …

Interrupted

1967.  I was shorter then.  Chunky, plaid skirt, scratchy wool sweaters and cold, cold nose at school.  We lived just …