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Ask the Angel

“Ask the angel.” That’s exactly what Nina did. Her companion’s expression didn’t change from where he towered over her abuela’s grave—he stared stony and gray, with the chiselled edges of…
Nobody’s Daughter

Nobody’s Daughter

Lovely Elena. Beautiful Elena. Just Elena—but none of them ever came close to the one I so desperately craved to hear once more. The “Elena” that sounded as soft as…
Dream Man

Dream Man

  I never understood how dreams worked. I had never dreamt, as dreaming is a neurological process requiring both sleep and a brain, neither of which I possessed. I doubt I…

Like Father, Like Son

The following article discusses topics of a sensitive nature so some readers may find the following content disturbing and controversial. The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed in the article belong…

Blackbird Roost

The tap dripped. The walls shuffled. Thin and reedy, cement and dust flaked like grey snow with every elicited movement. The rats scrabbled and clawed in the distance, a writhing…