Tag: desert

  • Dream Journal: 2014-06-15.02

    The Sunbird reminds Weaver that a name does not make a thing. Time for a new name. 876 words.

  • Desert Blood & Cold Sweats

    My first awareness is the sharp press of cracked pebbles pushed into my face. I move my arms in vain and random movement and scratch my hands against the rough dirt. Lifting my head free of the dry ground, the pebbles wound me anew as I grimace. The facial movement nudges them free from my…