Saga Seeds by Nina Anin
These saga seeds are from Hades’ rivers, no- Yanluo Wang’s For bleached skin and branded tongue by the passports, BowContinue Reading
These saga seeds are from Hades’ rivers, no- Yanluo Wang’s For bleached skin and branded tongue by the passports, BowContinue Reading
Something’s been stolen from inside me, an emptiness now dwelling in its place. I’ll never get it back, because youContinue Reading
‘Grandma, can we paint some pretty pictures now?’ Usain has been fussing me all morning. Truth to tell I’m havingContinue Reading
(Belfast, December 1972) Nathalie hated going for the messages[1], but didn’t know how to refuse; her discontented mother always hadContinue Reading
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Col felt a solitary tear of sweat running down his cheek and onto his chin. He drummed his thumbs againstContinue Reading
It was that time in the afternoon, the lull in the day’s progress, the time between now and then, whenContinue Reading
I tap Morrison’s hand. Dead to the world. That’s what you say about me when I’m in a deep sleep.Continue Reading