“Fallen Angels” was published in Ember: a journal of luminous things vol. 1 issue 1 on May 31, 2015
“Fallen Angels” opening paragraphs
“It’s a bad luck sky.” Lizbeth’s mom pointed a finger at the first shooting star of the evening. She made the sign of the cross—Catholic style, even though she was a Baptist.
“Stars cast out of heaven like fallen angles. Bad times are on the way.” Mom said the same thing every August when the meteor shower came. Sometimes she was right, like when the Germans invaded Poland. Sometimes she was wrong, like when the family cow gave birth to twin claves. Sometimes she was half-way-wrong, like when the neighbor boy, Tommy Hotabee, came back from the war last fall—crippled but still alive.
Lizbeth helped her dad carry wooden lawn chairs from their front porch into the yard. She lined them in a row like the seats in the Orpheum Theater in Idabel, four pine chairs painted white so they stood out like ghosts. One for mom, one for dad, one for Lizzy, and one for Tommy, who looked like he’d fall over if he didn’t sit down pretty soon.
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“Indian Ways” was published by Wolfsinger Publications in Mystic Signals issue 20 in Feb., 2014.
Mona Beaver turned the pages of the third grade math text she purchased at the library book sale and decided fifty cents wasn’t such a bargain after all. She flipped past addition and subtraction. No need to teach Joseph that, she’d buy a calculator next time she went to town. Mona might not be the best home-school teacher ever, but she was efficient.
Did an eight-year-old Choctaw boy need long division? Probably not, but fractions were important—like 1/8th, the amount of tribal blood Joseph could document. More than enough to get him on the rolls.
She’d bought a language book chock full of adverbs and nouns, and a reading book with boring little words like fun and run, but Joseph wouldn’t look at them. Mona’s boy liked comic books. He’d learn to read eventually, all by himself the way Abe Lincoln did.
Joseph was smart, like his other mom, Chris. She was really good at arithmetic and spelling but pretty bad at sticking around. That’s what happens when you move into a little cabin in the Ouachita Forest—the heart of McCurtain County, Oklahoma—and your girlfriend can’t take it anymore. Mona should have seen it coming.
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Southwest Gothic Tales is a collection of three previously published short stories. Pen-L Publishing put this collection on Smashwords, where it can be downloaded for free. It contains: “Boy Witch”, “Soul Kisses”, and “Funeral Service”.