Marisa DobsonAntibodiesThreads of hair wrap round my throat, and I’m levitatingJan 22, 2015Jan 22, 2015
Marisa DobsonLayeringMel stared at her phone, dark, silent. It was always this way. They wanted her as long as they thought she was out of reach. She turned her…Dec 5, 2014Dec 5, 2014
Marisa DobsonHearing ThingsShe must remember that the ruler has a chip in it. Must keep it in the forefront of her mind or the letter will be ruined and she’ll have…Nov 3, 2014Nov 3, 2014
Marisa DobsonDate Night Fantasy #1The most flattering golden dusky light, swirls of black silk and a hint of leather, chandelier earrings catch the eye as they graze a neck…Oct 25, 2014Oct 25, 2014
Marisa DobsonBridging the East and WestA winter stroll through St. Petersburg, RussiaOct 13, 2014Oct 13, 2014
Marisa DobsonThe Wolf Spider Sings“Spider songs have been recorded, but they can’t compete with loons and whales and wolves in commercial appeal. The way to do it is to have…Sep 20, 2014Sep 20, 2014