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Kiss Me Thru The Phone

A language dies when people stop speaking, when they start cutting up the ones they love into pieces so that they fit into metaphors.


If These Walls Could Talk

In a lonely household there are animate objects.

November 9, 2015 |


The Sky is the Same in New Zealand

“It is the only place I’ve ever been where the sky eats the land and you can barely see the grass with all those huge clouds in your face.”

August 6, 2014 |


Flash Fiction Friday: Reception

A short story about getting your signals crossed.

June 27, 2014 |

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Rumpelstilskin: A Modern Retelling

He was conventionally attractive, someone who could have posed for the cover of a Harlequin romance novel, long Jesus-locks flowing, a bespeckled Jordan Catalano in head-to-toe Brooks Brothers.


Lux Lisbon’s Diary, 1971

The latest installment in Vanessa’s series of diaries from the points-of-view of literary heroines.