winter – madelynne jones

Midnight

She heard a crash and a curse and thought “I’ll just stay here. The silverware was thrifted.” Like an idiot, she grabbed the book by the bed and entered the living room, only to be greeted by an old man, dressed in red, petting her dog. They talked for a bit before he had toContinue reading “Midnight”

How the Snow Began

Come and listen to the tale of how the snow began how the stars turned night to white and fell into your hand From her perch on top of her hut in her little Alaskan village, Ila stared into the northern night, tracing the stars with her fingertips. She could taste the saltyContinue reading “How the Snow Began”