Perpetual Slow-Mo

Today's word at Word of the Day Challenge is "wish." Wishes, no matter how heartfelt how life-or-death-impossible can sometimes surprise you and come true and life is suddenly perfect.   Other wishes don't stand a chance in Hell of turning out and when they don't your heart shatters like great grandmother's Christmas ornaments— in sudden, perpetual [...]


Blood moon creeps across the starless sky, hovering over the bayou like a chandelier. The air is thick and still, yet Spanish moss sways as if there were a breeze. Gypsy woman sits by her fire mesmerized — deep in trance until a jagged smile rips her face like barbed wire.