Morning Blessings

11/27/201704/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 6 Comments

Wake up. Open your eyes. Or not.

Stretch from the tip of your chilly nose, through the arms and shoulders, down your back, deep into the gluteus max, into the length of your calves and out through the end of each toe. Continue reading →

Nora’s Mistake

11/23/201710/12/2019 / Liz H-H / 14 Comments

Nora crouched at the edge of Fischer’s Gorge and pulled a braid of human hair from inside her jacket. Each strand in this braid had been woven together from the remainders of uncounted childhood games, battles fought and forgiven, and secrets shared among four friends, over nearly two decades. She pressed it to her face and breathed in their memories, then began the unraveling. Continue reading →

Time Traveler (Too Many Questions, Child!)

11/09/201710/12/2019 / Liz H-H / 2 Comments

Unseen, I observe.

Red shorts, shirtless, she digs tiny toes into the sand. A mutt stretches nearby, ears pricking as the girl narrates the world under her dirty hands. Continue reading →

The Emperor’s Third Daughter

10/14/201704/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 5 Comments

Red lights glow in outlying huts of the tiny village of Paanai-phat. Red lights signify the deadly fever is high, though flood waters have receded somewhat. Farther out, hearth fires have been snuffed with no family alive to feed them. Continue reading →