Christmas in Patagonia
Christmas Day, 1999. Twenty years ago. Was I at home in New York, a gentle
Notes from the Dreaming: A Shape in the Darkness
In the darkness you were dreaming. Dreaming and that is all. You did not see
A Trip Through the Woods (100 Word Stories)
There was little left of our party when the fire went out and shadows became
Blood Rush (A Short Story by Guest Author Tessa Lee Carr)
We shared our first kiss under the cherry blossom tree. It was perfect, like a
In a Forest Dark and Gloomy
I sit and look out my back window into the yard behind my house. It