Because the world I live in is not the world I dream of. Continue reading “Fragments of Fiction, Craft My Exquisite Corpse”
Tag: short story
GreenBlue Neighborhood
Come, let us peel back the mind in a moment of freedom and fury and see what we can find. Continue reading “GreenBlue Neighborhood”
Song of Ophelia
“We know what we are, but know not what we may be.”
—Ophelia, Hamlet Act IV.5 Continue reading “Song of Ophelia”
