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Xanthippe lounged on the fainting couch. Her twin brother, Zephyr cracked five eggs into a small bowl and mixed in goat cheese and chives. Xanthippe shifted in place. Zephyr greased and salted a pan. The olive oil smoked slightly, filling the front room with a savory smell. He poured in the eggs and whipped themContinue reading “Idle Hands”
Blood and Breath
Sometimes when you scream into the void, the void will scream back.
Can’t You Feel It?
I was sitting with him, in the office. We work together at a co-working space in the Central West End. His eyes suddenly lit up. The hairs on his arms stood on end.
There’s something that happens to this city when it rains…
Principae de Principia
Sometimes people do weird things when they panic.