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Week of the Creek

July 3rd, 2006 · Written by · No Comments

Once a week, Quinn walks up the hill to visit Arbelia. He brings her bouquets of wild flowers and pages of questions. Quinn is a 24 year old small town boy who’s been traveling and studying. Arbelia is a 79 year old poet, storyteller, witch, gardener, mother and grandmother. She has been incarcerated for 24 years. Quinn is interested in consciousness expansion and Arbelia used to guide people on Shamanic journeys. They were introduced by a mutual friend and have been having visits together for a year or so. They began to scratch the surface and eventually carved out a deep friendship. A real realm of their own. They’ve been calling it traveling. With word play along the way. So once a week, Quinn heads down to the prison for a brief visitation and he and Arbelia hit the road together.

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Controlled Descent

March 3rd, 2006 · Written by · No Comments

Stewardess

The last thing he remembers before boarding is her struggled cry. Forced. Propelled on a viscous sheen of illustrious longing, headed straight for his heart strings.

“Enosh, please,” her saline-polished eyes full of tears, she pleads, “don’t go.” [...]

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Hostile Takeover

January 3rd, 2006 · Written by · No Comments

From her vantage point, she can see a timeless world unfolding its secrets. Endless hues of color wrestle for attention as she gazes over the terrain spreading out from the mountain spire. Her perch in this panoply of life. [...]

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A Mutual Understanding

November 3rd, 2005 · Written by · No Comments

Moth

Life trickles away, I watch it escape, like a last gasp, in the cold, frost on the air, blanking out the blanket of prospective poppies, clutching at my lungs, you can see it. [...]

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The Caretakers

September 3rd, 2005 · Written by · No Comments

The Caretakers

Aunty always told him never to leave home. She warned him that no good would come of it. He knew that outside was off limits to little boys, but his curiosity was insatiable.

He should have listened, because now he’s lost. He’s scared, and alone. More important, he’s probably going to die. [...]

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