Category: Short Fiction

  • Rikka Will Be the Last to Arrive

    You may not be interested in this post, but seeing that it’s the reason I haven’t posted anything in an embarrassingly long amount of time,  I felt that I should get it over with. There are other things to talk about soon, like this hike called Lion’s Head where someone dies every couple of years…

  • The Sangoma

    The clapping of their feet on the pavement reached a crescendo as they rushed into the alley where Prince hid. They looked wildly to the right and left. They wailed from deep in their gravel throats, the beads clacking in their hair, on their necks, on their arms. Prince crouched in the weeds, knowing that…