Short Fiction: The Hen

    In the north of Ecuador, halfway between the Pacific coast and the nation’s capital, lies the delightful town of Puerto Quito. On the edge of the town, where the manmade gives way to wild nature, there is a small dairy farm whose eastern boundary is unfenced, for it is sealed by thick, thriving jungle.... Continue Reading →

Blind Fire

The fire of youth, enraged and wild, The first steps out from the shaded child, Into the waiting jaws of men, That dying dreams may live again.   Minds are cradled, knives are drawn, Cutting a path for the blazing dawn, Journeys begun without a choice, Following after their master’s voice.   Shaped and formed,... Continue Reading →

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