Baby Doll

She woke up again 3:30 a.m. She lay in bed for a while, pinching the bridge of her nose. When she was certain, she threw off the sheets. In darkness she walked to the living room, feeling her way with a hand against the wall. At the mantle she fumbled for a box of matches,…

Mother of Thousands

The next Waltoween guest post is from Lynn Love, a very talented writer who has been featured on WordPress Discover. Her flash fiction is superb, so make sure you pay her a visit at her blog, Word Shamble. And please let her know you were here to enjoy this story by clicking ‘like’ and leaving a comment below! 

Saturday in the park, madness descending

Indians play cricket every Saturday morning on the tennis courts. You’d think cricket matches would play out better on the baseball diamond, which no one ever uses for baseball, but most of the players crowd themselves to the left of the nets, and balls hit to the right rarely make it to the one or…

The Epistle of the Galatian Agitant

You foolish Galatians! Who has bewitched you? ~ The Letter of St. Paul to the Galatians, 3:1 Purportedly written in the late first century A.D. in  response to accusations made by the Apostle Paul in his Letter to the Galatians, The Epistle of the Galatian Agitant is an obscure, non-canonical text considered by scholars to be…