Under a Foreign Sky

Many Earthlings recently had their people’s celebration of Fathers. That inspired our own Sp’Rark to reflect on hers. When I was little, my father and I would go under the stars and trade stories. Favula’s sky was a painting of heroes and monsters. Dad taught me them all . . . their names, their tales, […]

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Post Hallowtide

Sarah remembered that when she was little, people would dress up as ghosts, witches or goblins for Halloween.  Now Martians were all the rage.  People would smear themselves in all sorts of gross green makeup and try to add strange appendages to themselves.  Modern trick-or-treaters never got the green of real Martians right.  Martian green […]

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