By Kristen Strmel The eyes of man did not always see beyond the sky. The hands of man did not always grace the sky. There was a time, indeed, when humanity existed only on this earth. It was the place of the gods to dwell above the sky, the blue ceiling that arced above the … Continue reading The Man Who Shot Down the Sky
This Side of the World
By Kristen Strmel I was 6 during my first spar. Mother had wanted it later, Father earlier. I used to hear them at night arguing over it. They were always quiet, but I tended to overhear things I shouldn’t have, for better or worse. I was a child, thin as a stick, but my partner … Continue reading This Side of the World