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Outside it’s snowing. Again. Hard. Already new-white blankets the off-white of last week’s storm on the campus of our mid-sized college...

I nearly set the date— I always put great stock in astrology. And with our planets so aligned I moved with a false confidence. My bouts...

My name does not matter anymore. Who I was and what I am have become one and the same: I am hungry and I have been hungry for so long now...

It was more than a shack but not quite a house. Uncle Festus had lived there for sixty years and saw no reason to move into something...

Sailing the chill waters of the Atlantic Ocean, the cargo ship MS Harper was the only speck of brightness in the vast moonless night....

Sometimes one of us rises to the surface, taking flight from the bottom of Dark Sea, where, exiled, we have stayed for so long. Defeated...

I’ve been in a dark place since the accident. I know I need to let her go, to accept that I’m never going to see her again, but I can’t....

Bernard Bartram had achieved some notoriety among the unbelieving community, and, therefore, had become notorious in the community of...

There is no end to my love for Jemjasee. I pace the ragged cliffs, searching the sea for her ship. My longing will not cease until I am...

Mary Ann Thompson smoothed her hands over the long-sleeved maid uniform before going through the service door to the Lord Baltimore...

Once, my father Frederick went into the woods. It was a cold night in Leipzig when I, Sieglinde, was born. I was the twelfth child of a...

This morning the red ant and larger white-winged fly chase the frightened large striped spider across the cold floor. Why, what thirst...

When the last lithe leopard in the emperor's crowded preserve leapt down from his arboreal perch pink-mouthed and mottled, where was the...

Twenty seventeen was the year the starling got trapped in the wall. It was seeking warmth from the cold in order to survive. It clawed...

I sleep in a dream generated in the nightmares and eat scraps of hope, milled in the impersonal and mechanical time’s machine. Scraps...

Lift the sash, let your pale leaves taste the late summer air. Welcome the balmy wind, all pollen and dust settling on sad arms of empty...

“I don’t want to do it.” Dorothy scowled at her little sister Margaret as she opened the box and pulled out the ouija board, being...

Those who debunk the supernatural can’t have ever experienced it When I read about Blake seeing the soul of his brother rise up through...

Might I decay, in russet brilliance, just like you, leaf. Fall adopts her prettiest dress when the singing thrush appears. With age might...

“Please choose your heaven,” said the ethereal voice in my head. I looked around but I couldn’t see anything—everything was a shifting,...