Outside the house, a placard swung slightly in the twilight breeze. To and fro, to and fro, never making any progress as it moved in...Read More "Beginnings 087 – That Lonesome, Restless Feeling"
They were out of bread. Naturally. Who would have fetched it? Apollo, who sat in the parlor, misquoting Homer? Epimetheus, who celebrated his freedom from...Read More "Beginnings 084 – Gods in Reduced Circumstances"
Dear Larry, I got in! I'm a certified police recruit now, so watch yourself. Remember, I know all about your troubled past; I was in...Read More "Beginnings 083 – Letters to Larry About Guns"
It moved forward in a crawl, jagged angles flowing over soil and stone alike, dawn shaping shadow and sun into beaks and talons that moved...Read More "Beginnings 082 – A Conversion of Crows"