Above the Canyon by Daniel Coshnear
Far down below were trees and shadows; just beneath our feet red ochre rocks and dust and stubborn patches of thistle, and a surprise, a handmade grave.
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Stirred By Michele Gutierrez
My mother took the greatest care of her porcelain Virgin Mary. She was two feet tall, dressed in white from head to toe, and as my mother claimed, cried when no...
Night Scavengers By Samuel Autman
The house had other guests too. They were invisible in daylight...