Author
Robert Lowell Russell
http://robertlowellrussell.blogspot.com/
Scents of Life
Katie walked hand in hand with her grandfather along the forest path. Dappled light filtered through the trees. She liked the way his hand felt rough in hers and how his eyes always seemed to smile, even when it didn't show on his face. Whenever she stumbled over a stone, or a…
If She Pushes the Button, Turn to Page 116
Page 49 The basement air smells of mildew and spray-can potpourri. In one corner fluorescent lights reveal a tower of science magazines, their spines straight and their pages crisp. Yellow post-it notes decorate the stack like ornaments on a Christmas tree. Scrawled on the notes…
Blessed are the Sowers
***This story features nudity and violence. It is intended for adult readers.*** I said, "Let me tell you a story." The Twil's eyes widened in surprise--the one expression its kind shared with ours--its face a gray mask. "Yes, I know your words... You have a lovely family." The…