Category: Fiction

The Sign of Tagorim

Egepan is anxious, he can feel the tension in the air, as if a great force has ripped through the universe. He’s been watching the night sky for months, waiting. Would this full moon be the one? In his ancient life, he had only…

Scorned

Leila knew he would be waiting. Her body quivered recalling how his hands made her flesh sing. Those hot steamy nights in Cuba, making wild passionate love; tattooed on her heart along with his name, Dante. Then he left her, broken. Stepping off the…

In the Garden on a Summer Day

She wanders through the garden, stopping from time to time to press her nose into a fragrant rose. He loved this time of year, he thrived in the fresh cool spring season. Oh, how she misses him, and those days and nights spent in…

The Phone Booth

She stands alone in the bitter cold, waiting, hoping to feel useful again. It seems like forever since she heard a human voice, a vibrant hello, joy and laughter echoing here. Oh, how she enjoyed those calls!

Over Exposed

“This must stop,” Zara said as she looked at him over the rim of the wine glass. She breathes in, her nose buried, savoring the aroma in the wine glass. The taste on her palate was dark, earthy, with an undertone of oak, and as…

L’oggetto che Parla (The Object That Speaks)

The cool dark interior of the antique shop is a welcome respite from the summer sun. As the door closes behind me an insistent voice whispers inside my head, ‘Come to me, I want to tell you a story.’ I turn around, expecting someone…

The Crow and I

I am meditating in the garden. I hear a fluttering near me and open my eyes. There, beside me, is a large black crow staring, cocking his head, peering at me curiously. He speaks. “What are you doing?” “I am meditating, what are you doing?”…

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