Deliciously Dark, Fiction

Keepsakes

Tiny spiders tumbled from my mouth, one by one. I woke in a cold sweat, my hands clawing at my parched lips. A dream, only a dream, I thought. I clenched the covers with trembling fingers, trying to still my nerves and catch my breath. Resigned to the fact that sleep would not return any… Continue reading Keepsakes

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Deliciously Dark, Fiction

The Rebirth of a Nation; the Forgotten Mothers

The following is a work of political fiction The eve of my twenty-first birthday is spent in fits of restlessness. I am told that this will be the single most important thing I will ever do as a woman. I am reminded that this is a selfless act, a honor for me to serve this… Continue reading The Rebirth of a Nation; the Forgotten Mothers