Upon the steps of the mighty Parthenon, so stood Polias, the high priestess of the Greeks’ golden age: poised tall, with a…
Sometimes, I think there’s a god. Drowsy and with eyes half-lidded, I’ll make my way to the bus stop. Under the glow…
“We love potatoes. But no one loves potatoes as much as my daughter.” My face used to burn when my mom would…
I was sitting on my usual armchair facing my therapist, holding a large canvas against my lap. “Should I show it to…
“Please, Miss? Can you help me?” The girl is quite ill; that much is obvious. Such a little thing—she couldn’t be more…
I can hear the distant sputtering of the generator shutting down through the shabby wooden walls of the outhouse. The hazy yellow…
After Emily and I make our patio promise, she sends me off with her guitarist, Jimmy. He has nothing planned today and,…
I don’t like it when we have to go into the bunker on the hill. Mummy says it’s to keep us safe,…
It smells like shit. I can do better than that. It smells like death, like rotting flesh. The worst part is the…
I did it to myself, Clara thought, then added: I did it to all of us. She walked with a slow, unsteady…
