M. Anne Avera

The attic bedroom was a pleasant enough place to sleep in fall and spring. Less so in summer and winter.

It started with the faucet. Not the one in the kitchen, the one in the bathroom—the one Anna had

As I remember it, a mean, ugly April rain hammered us for three straight days. It was the kind of

It wasn’t even Ted’s cat. It belonged to his wife Wendy, who had been staying at her mother’

So sorry this is late! We have had some issues with our domain host and some scams coming in that

Preface  The Gwari people once said: “Inyamiri nà zoo, òmùkpà na-ama jijiji.” (When the stranger comes, the roots tremble.) Long

We sped along a dark highway chained down by somnolent villages and crooked woods. Mellony sat drunk on borrowed dreams

I was an hour early because to be even one minute late was to face automated retirement  at the hands

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of