Short Stories: The Eight Swans

A swan's wing, they say, could break a man's bones. He felt as if he was breaking, afterward. Such a burden was not meant to rest on such a shoulder. The bones did not fit together; the pinions chafed where tender skin met feathers. The weight was harsh on muscles that were not knitted properly … Continue reading Short Stories: The Eight Swans

Short Stories: Godchild

The whole thing got started because my dad was a professor of Norse Mythology. When I was born he and mom had both just gotten jobs at a new university, which meant moving to a new town where my parents didn’t know anybody. That was my dad’s excuse for naming an ancient Scandinavian trickster god … Continue reading Short Stories: Godchild