Once there was a girl born without eyes. She didn’t know any better, so she was happy. She had a voice like a nightingale and loved to tel...

  Wind Spell   — after Joy Harjo   In the time before, it was never written down   No pens. A long line of mouths. A wolfman hovers  beyond ...

  Her sorcery-cloaked sisters come seeking her spells. The Sea Witch asking for An ocean tempest for a prince’s doom and A mermaid’s voice. ...

  Zeus scowls down one summer Sunday afternoon at a town unconcerned with a grimace from the sky. He glowers. He glares. He strives to blanc...

  Long ago, in the coastal village of Soltriste, while dreaming, a woman named Dolores met Death. Santa Muerte was wandering the shore not f...

  Mushrooms emerging From saturated ground  Mist bearing shoots  Scatter faintly  Among tree roots Chirping echoes above As other nests Are ...