Aura Redwood/Fiction

Aura Redwood/Fiction

Photo by Miguel Orós on Unsplash *** The Itch by Aura Redwood The bell rang, shrill, demanding, echoing through the small classroom.  Without needing to be told twice, a swarm of small children echoed their own cheers in return, clamouring, running to the door, to...

Rosalia Scalia/Fiction

MOTHER’S DRESSER   by Rosalia Scalia In the evening, after dinner, the grownups drink espresso laced with Sambuca or anisette, the aromas of licorice, of anise, of coffee rising up like extended fingers and mingling with whiffs of garlic, tomato, and basil,...