My fiancé Jeff offered up his family’s hunting cabin in northern California so I could finish my novel. No phone, Internet, or TV . . .
Tag: Wilderness Wednesdays
Bugs fornicate in the still water from the storm. They leave their young to swarm my knotted limbs. I flash my teeth like a horse resisting the needle . . .
Featured: Black Interest
- Black History Digit
- Pepperpot: Best New Stories from the Caribbean
- Kingston Noir (Jamaica)
- Scars of the Soul Are Why Kids Wear Bandages When They Don’t Have Bruises
- The Roving Tree
- New Worlds, Old Ways: Speculative Tales from the Caribbean
- The Book of Harlan
- Accra Noir (Ghana)
- Becoming Abigail
- Dog War