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Rose wakes from a wave-tossed dream and rubs the crust from her eyes. The six AM sun has prybarred its way into their rented cottage, finding enough gaps in the...
Reproduction on the Beach
Rose wakes from a wave-tossed dream and rubs the crust from her eyes. The six AM sun has prybarred its way into their rented cottage, finding enough gaps in the...
“The Words That Make Us Fly” by S.L. Harris is a story that breaks your heart and then puts it together again. It’s about what happens when your friends and...
Interview with Author S.L. Harris
“The Words That Make Us Fly” by S.L. Harris is a story that breaks your heart and then puts it together again. It’s about what happens when your friends and...
When Prentiss made it breathless to where Flyboy’s last Words had been, he saw they’d been painted over. He slumped against the wall and slid to the ground like he...
The Words That Make Us Fly
When Prentiss made it breathless to where Flyboy’s last Words had been, he saw they’d been painted over. He slumped against the wall and slid to the ground like he...
When Prentiss made it breathless to where Flyboy’s last Words had been, he saw they’d been painted over. He slumped against the wall and slid to the ground like he...
The Words That Make Us Fly
When Prentiss made it breathless to where Flyboy’s last Words had been, he saw they’d been painted over. He slumped against the wall and slid to the ground like he...
Mr. Mukoro was sitting at the front of his verandah at about 5:30 A.M. The faint glint of early dawn revealed the figure passing his frontage. It was Chinedu Okah,...
Destiny Delayed
Mr. Mukoro was sitting at the front of his verandah at about 5:30 A.M. The faint glint of early dawn revealed the figure passing his frontage. It was Chinedu Okah,...
I spent a long time living with a self-imposed fallacy that I had to somehow pick one creative pursuit and that was the Only Thing. And beyond that, I had...
Write Me a Story Without Words
I spent a long time living with a self-imposed fallacy that I had to somehow pick one creative pursuit and that was the Only Thing. And beyond that, I had...
Emilia stands in the field, bewitched by the blue haze of an early evening. Fur like brown rust contrasts against the dusk. She catches the fox in her peripheral, only...
After the Twilight Fades
Emilia stands in the field, bewitched by the blue haze of an early evening. Fur like brown rust contrasts against the dusk. She catches the fox in her peripheral, only...