I’m honored that Acentos Review recently published this short story in their November issue.

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The women of Dorno had choices.

Sweet fruit or sugared bread in the morning. Blue cotton threads for the skyscape embroidery on their skirts told the legend of the ghost people descending to create their games and mold the people out of clay, rocks, animal sinew, and something like magnetism, but not that. Or the women could choose orange cotton threads to embroider of the tale of how a fiery ball swept the land like a destructive sun. It cleansed all it touched and forced the most vigorous seeds to push through the ash and create a new world. The stories were unclear, adapted, and voiced by the generations through their pains and triumphs.

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