The Mutiny

  This bit of flash fiction was written by my friend in 2013, published in the Lightship Anthology. In spite of her attempts to eradicate  animism from her beliefs, it's still there, and hence, I live.   The Mutiny She said goodnight to her bike as she parked it in the garage, wondering what it... Continue Reading →


This is my commute: I will not say my 'owner' (because I am not owned, and nothing is really owned in this world, anyway). She is the person who picked me off a rack of other cows in a shop. She had other hopes for me in the beginning. She wanted to share me with... Continue Reading →

My life….

My name is Foro. I go many places, but often buried in the bottom of a suitcase. Not complaining, though, at least I get around. I'm often invited to dinner. I often get to sit all day with a view of the mountains. I think a lot. Not having a mouth does that.

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