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...

When I began studying Metaphysics and Phenomenology, I thought about the sensation of peripheral vision, of knowing something is there....

“What are you doing?” Seven is a significant year. Children stop asking why just because they heard their parents say the word. At seven,...

Ballerinas only dance when you give them a chance to stumble behind curtains of sufferance.  He should have talked to her sooner. She was...