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
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
In a Forest Dark and Gloomy
I sit and look out my back window into the yard behind my house. It