Scales Her breath came in waves that rocked her body in the water, making subtle ripples that disappeared as quickly as they formed. The room hummed around her but her ears were underwater so all she heard was her own breathing and the occasional movement of the water. Her body was air-light and colorless when she was in the pool, her arms outstretched as if to touch the edges of the marble that surrounded it. Her eyes were closed but […]
“By the time she reached the bedroom she was completely naked and it seemed right to be standing in the most private of places, a blank slate to be filled with drawings and laughter by a woman who looked as if she hadn’t so much as cracked a smile in years.”
“This short story is about an android who like a human is on a quest to discover if he has a spirit and soul. The android is a metaphor for any human being who has ever asked do I have a spirit? Do I have a soul? And what is the difference between the two? At its core, the android asks what constitutes a human being? There is a whole universe waiting and it’s there inside of you and all around you.”
In a dying world, a mother carves out a brief moment to bathe her child and reflect on both her heartbreak and her salvation.
Cabbage by Mary Breaden One thousand steps to the boats they’d stashed away. The cove where they’d stored the boats was only accessible by steps the men had hammered and pounded into the face of the cliff. Whether the night be stormy or fair, one thousand steps down was what it would take before the rescue could begin. The cove had been named for the Coast Guard Captain’s daughter, a girl who was the curious type; the daughter had been […]
“Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.” Pablo Neruda “The Aztecs used to sacrifice people to the gods, cutting out their hearts. I wondered what happened when they cut someone open and found a broken heart, or no heart at all.”
“I’m a Modoc Native, so this story hits close to home for me. My ancestors got caught up in some serious shit. Apparently, rebelling against the government is in my DNA. Go figure?”
Categories: Fiction, Writing • Tags: An Indigenous American Retells History; The State of Muskogee by River Rivers, Creative Nonfiction, First Nations, History, Indigenous Americans, Klamath, Modoc, Native Americans, Pacific Northwest, Rachel Macklin, River Rivers, The Modoc Wars
“I turned 30 today. I am overeducated, underemployed and single, living day to day, hand to mouth, head in ass, with no long range plans, few prospects, and zero motivation. My mother worries about me. A good mother always will, particularly when her beloved child turns out to be a total fuck up.”
The Bloody Red Truth. Episode 1: The State of Muskogee, Audio Soundtrack by River Rivers and Colin Smith.
Categories: Fiction, Music, Writing • Tags: America, An Indigenous American Retells History; The State of Muskogee by River Rivers, authors, Colin Smith, Composers, Creative Nonfiction, First Nations, History, Indigenous Americans, Music, Music Producer, Music production, Muskogee, Native Americans, River Rivers, short story, writers
“Ah, the state of Florida! The land of sunshine, oranges, and Colombian cocaine. Before that it was a Spanish colony called the Land of Flowers (Florida).”