Crazy Man Michael and the Crow
Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls And talks to the night and the day-o But his eyes they are …
Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls And talks to the night and the day-o But his eyes they are …
And so it was that Ereshkigal was forgotten. Ereshkigal, Queen of the Underworld, daughter of Nammu, the Sea Goddess. Born …
Solidago sway and sing of summer’s ending. Life transcending. Gilded golden on the wing. It seems like only yesterday the path …
They held each other in their under grounding, And they sighed and they slipped within and without, And they clutched and they …
If the city folk had been more observant, they might have noticed it. But they couldn’t read the messages in …
Macy moved forward, down along the dark tunnel. Feeling his presence behind her, hearing his shuffling rubber-soled shoes dragging, his breathing laboured …
Since the lights went out, the business of living had become both more difficult and much easier. When she thought …
Jac didn’t know how long he had lived in the hill but he figured he had been there since before the lights …
They are the ones that come when the giving has been breached. When the balance has shifted so that more …
Macy and Amber stepped carefully through the puddles along the subway tunnel. Their way was dimly lit by occasional shafts …
Dionysus delighted in being the god of the grape harvest. He felt that it suited him perfectly–harvest time was his …
The night was wet and cold. Amber’s chest heaved as she gasped to catch her breath, filling her lungs with …
Talie crouched behind the dripping metal pipes and struggled to regain his breath. His heart was pounding and he could …
They climbed the crumbling concrete stairs one by one; Macy in front and Amber close behind. As they ascended, they …
The greening had begun again. The lights had been out for more than five bitter winters and every year since …
Macy stepped outside to join Amber behind the cabin. Her sister seemed lost in thought, gazing down at a small …
When the lights finally went out forever, the rain had poured relentlessly the entire day, washing away the last of …
Buttons and shells Bits and clips and little bells Rusted gears and a green glass jewel Bone fragments, lost earrings, …
Picture this. A teenage girl on a high handlebar bicycle. Her auburn dreadlocks fly behind her as she follows a …
1967. I was shorter then. Chunky, plaid skirt, scratchy wool sweaters and cold, cold nose at school. We lived just …