Jason
Jason never cared much for American tourists. They were flashy, scantily-clad, slovenly, and left gum plastered to the bottoms of cafe railings.
The Invisible Sheep
The haybales lay like fat pastured sheep in the field.
They had replaced livestock with produce, produce with miles and miles of nutrient deficient fields, and fields with long, windowless barns.
They still ate sheep. They still grew fat sheep. But they did it all invisibly.…
The Turning Point…
And I could have tried to make you happy a year ago by taking you out, but I didn’t. My point is, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because I believe I am supposed to fight for you. We’re supposed to be together…
Outside the Window
it’s more like there’s something outside this window that he has encountered many, many times, and now he wants a barrier between it and him. He’s using me as the barrier. I knew what he feared…
When Mary Hosts a Conference
Once upon a time, God sat at His desk in Heaven, reading the lives of His children on earth, and despondently, He let His head fall into his beautiful golden hands…
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 3
What shallow depths will such exquisite eyes explunge in my heart? Such bewitching eyes?
The Rich and Noble Gardener
There was once a rich and noble gardener, who did everything well for his land. He cultivated the flowers, fertilized the bushes, and tilled the soil. Often, when the farmer was watering his rich garden…
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 2
Today, she sat upon her throne as upon a rock of refuge in the ocean, assailed by the pounding waves of questions and looks and simpers, and carefully, stoically, she kept her gaze straight ahead, looking neither to the right, nor to the left, nor into the eyes of any person.
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 1
She looked out her window at the courtiers filing past below, two-and-two: the wives flirting with the bachelors, the husbands ignoring their women in favor of business, and all their children neglected at home, and she shuddered. No, it was not to them she wished to show her splendor.
The Fatigued Bride
Once upon a time, Bernadette lived in a hut with her mother, father, six brothers, and two sisters, and in this hut, they play-acted, and sang, and spoke of many truths of religion and philosophy, and all were happy. Then one day, a witch saw their joy, and cast a curse upon them to torment their happiness, and turn all things to bitterness…
The Restless Sleeper and the Hedgetrimmer
“Rest, my little one.” The voice, within her dream, was so quiet and reassuring, and she yearned to sink deep. But habitually, she doubted. Rest was not for her - she must trim the hedge. She had left her work undone. She must wakeup.
“But I have sent you a hedgetrimmer,” said the voice again. “Here he comes.”
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