Friday Fictioneers: Moma
Moma taught me her ways. She saved her cures in a collection of colored bottles on the shelf. She cured their diseases, ulcers, arthritis, and memory lose. They thought she was a little… Continue reading
“He let you put them up?” “Yes. The owner likes me. He thought it was a great idea.” “Why?” “We’re here in secret.” “This I know.” She leaned in and softly said, “No… Continue reading
“I thought you were going to sell that thing.” “I was, but it’s been in the family for generations.” “I’m the one who’s going to have to dust it.” “It will care… Continue reading
Leaning against the windowsill, she watched the full moon. She’d been dreaming about fairies. Dreams inspired by her grandmother’s stories. Which made her wonder, what would it be like have wings and fly… Continue reading
Krunkie was a little, hairy creature with a long, thin tail, who came from another world. When he saw his reflection in the mirror, he asked, “Who dat?” He couldn’t understand it was… Continue reading
“What happened here?” Mom asked. “I was repotting plants,” little Tina said. “Why?” “I’m starting a fairy garden,” Tina said proudly. “Why?” “So I have a place for my fairies to live.” “Your… Continue reading