THE BOOK OF RUINS, by Jennifer Crow   Some ruins are not meant for rebuilding: jumbled stones with crumbling corners, a slope of gravel that once bore the face of god, the lake of unknown depth from which a lone bell

THE CAVE OF GLOWING SKULLS, by Gary Every     A small stream exits the cave at the mouth tumbling and cascading down the cliff before plopping onto the sand and seeping softly into the sea. The climb is rugged but not dangerous. One can easily walk a half mile inside the mountain, then the […]

SWORDS, by Colleen Anderson     Torn from the earth with hard edged tools biting into its mother’s belly hammered, chiseled, pulverized until it no longer recalls its long slumber A sword begins the chaotic journey of which it is forged Without love nor comfort nor the still acceptance of nature it enters a fiery […]

The Last Tale, by Jennifer Crow   The last tale you told ended in a forest: dark, foreboding, full of shadows and hungry beasts. The scent of pine, the crunch

CHILDREN OF THE STONE, by Ann K. Schwader, with artwork by Miguel Santos     We have not always been this planet’s masters, though humankind denies it. Other blood than ours heaped earthen barrows, raised up stones in veneration of some dark & nameless power, avatar of elder shadow slithered through the star-rifts. What survives […]