A Song for Malikai

It was just a hole in the ground, Malikai told himself. A hole that appeared in the backyard of his small, cozy summer cottage. A hole that sang to him; that called to him from the depths of who knew where. Malikai wanted to break away and run, but, there was something palpable in the... Continue Reading →

Idyllville

                It was our wedding weekend and Wesley and I had just jumped the broom. Wesley had thought it a silly tradition, but I insisted. My parents and grandparents had done it. So had his parents and grandparents…so to me, it only seemed tradition. After a lot of hemming and hawing, he agreed only on... Continue Reading →

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