Samantha Green

Strawberry “Why do you want this job, Cecil Caperna?” The rain was seeping through the drain, running all the way to toska. The woman...

What pops up in my mind when thinking of the void. Some discussion has been roaming around about my story, The Mermaid,  and my ongoing...

The Mermaid Mermaids slumber in the quatervois of spring “Why do you not submerge, sweet little things?” But they titter at one’s...