TheQueenOfHartzA Toxic Relationship — a short storyHe didn’t know what to do. He had tried talking to her. He had tried ignoring her. He had worn headphones to block out her voice. Nothing…Apr 18, 2022Apr 18, 2022
TheQueenOfHartzGrandmother’s GaCharlotte had spent the last hour in her grandmother’s greenhouse, carefully twisting the shining, plump, vegetables from their tough…Apr 18, 2022Apr 18, 2022
TheQueenOfHartzMother — a short storySince I was a small boy, I have watched my mother move elegantly around the kitchen, almost gliding in her black stiletto heels. She…Apr 18, 2022Apr 18, 2022
TheQueenOfHartzMarcie’s feetMarcie’s feet didn’t smell bad, and he never understood why. He would wear his slippers around the house, his sneakers for his commute to…Apr 18, 2022Apr 18, 2022