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Farmers Say Their Chicks Were Abducted by Bald Eagles! Farmers Josh and Jane Hill of Keep It Simple Farms say that now their chickens are back they don’t need cats. May 14th 2017, a pair of bald eagles abducted Silky and Bo, their young hen and rooster! Turns out the bald eagles had lost their... Continue Reading →

Paper Boy

The paper boy hums merrily as he tosses rolled up tubes bearing the news casually, with a slight flick to his wrist, toward doors. He doesn’t notice the broken window at 11-B, simply throws the newspaper barely breaking stride and goes on, doing his job. And so, he doesn’t know, inside the house is an... Continue Reading →

Slow Mo

Clad in faded jeans and a checkered flannel, where green and blue travelled in straight lines, his paisley cravat was an odd sight with its curled wisps of purple; reminiscent of years of yore when gentlemen sported ebony canes and shiny black top-hats that they tipped up slightly in greeting before settling down to sip... Continue Reading →

Plotting

He wondered what to grow in the small plot he’d turned over.  It was a pleasant sight, clods of dirt mounded up in tidy squares; he watched worms wriggling as he gulped water, splashed his sweaty face.  The sun had long since burned away all dew, it was on fire. He knew, he would build... Continue Reading →

Old Face

12.27.16 Shedding Red Serpent Wavespell Once up on a mountain, in a place where fairies blew mist and fog over tree tops on balmy winter days when they wanted to come out unseen to dance and play, there lived Old Face. She looked out from a slope covered in honeysuckle and wild rose at the... Continue Reading →

Jasper’s Piggly Wigglies

Red Planetary Skywalker GAP Five little pigs finished their yogurt, oats and apples on a sweltering morning. They licked their bowls clean, and wiped beads of sweat from their faces; each with a red handkerchief. Then they looked at each other. The first little pig said, “Well I’ll be going to market”. And he picked... Continue Reading →

Raindance

Rainmaker dances, a wild electric dance, she courts thunder to come clap alongside her, she calls her sisters to join her trance. There are four rainmakers dancing, their electric hair streaming wildly white, black eyes flashing as feet pound minty music. The sound of rain pouring comes, thunder claps loudly, and black clouds roll their... Continue Reading →

Moo Meetha

Start at the beginning with Part One, Masala. The middle part, two, Momo. Mirchi, Part Three. Haldee Raam and I drove back the next day. He received a phone call from his daughter, who having returned home from visiting the graveyard and finding him gone, had simply called his cell phone. “Such a smart girl... Continue Reading →

Mirchi

Read Part One, Masala. Read Part Two, Momo A short while after Khizzr had told me Zuljabeenah’s story, I stopped in the market for naan and noticed the upstairs windows to Haldee Raam’s shop had the shutters drawn. He was outside with a bundle by his feet, clicking locks closed on the metal pull down... Continue Reading →

Momo

Read Part One, Masala The camel kneeled and backed up before settling down under a date tree where Rizzaq climbed off from the space behind her hump. His rump was slightly sore from sitting on the camels back for weeks, travelling into the desert where Ilaalat, The Lady of Flowers, tended to her grove. He... Continue Reading →

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