let him burn the house down
Category: general fiction
Come here by John Holland
And let the dance begin
Anniversary, by Richard Spilman
Our love . . . an age freckled map.
ICE STORM, by Richard Spilman
Trees like old men, bent with the burden of their bones.
Establishing Witness, con’t. Joan Spilman
When nothing happened, Vernie began to fear the worst. Anjean had been murdered and no one had identified her body. She’d been sent to the medical school in Morgantown; the Adult Service Work having checked the box, “anatomical gift”.
