Lark Hanshan
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A quiet West Coast observer. Writing a sentence onto a blank page and letting what comes next do what it must.
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Stories (58)
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Provisioning
A vixen charged into a chicken coop with the light of murder in her eyes. Sparks buzzing on her vivid coat, she swept through the squawking flock with ease. She plucked a shapely hen from the fray, snapping her jaws around the shrieking bird and clamping down hard. The survivors screamed at the sound of a snap, feathers everywhere as the fox made her escape.
By Lark Hanshan2 years ago in Fiction
Mom’s Hands. Runner-Up in the Smooth Challenge.
Held the babies Changed the diapers Washed the dishes Laundered the clothing Raised four children Held the steering wheel, shaking, when a dirt truck nearly pushed our big, beautiful Beauville filled with Mom and kids off the road
By Lark Hanshan2 years ago in Poets
Fishwidow
By the time the men have left and the sorry son is put to bed, the last of what holds her steady is gone. To crawl into bed with her love, snuff out the lamp as though it were any other night, would be a treasure only Death could plunder from her. He has, in the most wretched of ways.
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Fiction
Candy Caper. Top Story - June 2023.
Mia, seven, expert barefoot stealth artist, picked her way over the kitchen tiles. It was the perfect time to collect. The summer heat of afternoon had sunken in – anyone with a full belly was liable to succumb to fatigue. Still air hung heavy with perfume of flowers and fruit, and a yellow bird perched and sang atop the gable.
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Fiction
Back to Beag. Runner-Up in Sky's the Limit Challenge.
In a matter of five minutes the ground pulls sharply away from us and falls far, far below. Far enough that wide dirt roads become lines slicing through hillsides and the sheep in the fields stand out against the green as white pinpricks, like stars in the night.
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Fiction
