58   520 readings 5 min
When there is no water left, we’ll leave. Until then, we ration what we pull from the well. Three-quarters of a bucket for drinking (a full one when the day gets above 90 degrees, which is ... [+]

Runner up - Jury Selection
Button Fiction Spring 2019
26   2878 readings 1 min
How does one god kill another? I contemplate this as I sit perched on my web, tucked beneath the shadow of the birdbath. He makes his rounds, scrupulously inspecting each row of tulips before ... [+]

264   1335 readings 5 min
Bag over my shoulder, I turn around once more at the threshold of the crevice: this cave was my last abode. Giving it up is hard, but I don't have time to feel sad: the tide of mist crawls at my ... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Imaginarius 2017
61   2479 readings 5 min
I am waiting… I am waiting.
I have always been waiting.
My eyes are closed, as they have always been.
My hands float in front of my face, and even if I can’t see them, I know ... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Grand Prix Printemps 2015