Entries by Elaine Webster

Pan

Pan I had lunch today with Pan. –A birthday party; he comes each year, to eat oats and honey. –Life’s nectar, and to tell me that all is okay, all right, blessed. Though reassuring, I don’t believe his devilish lies. “It could be better,” I say. He takes a sip of orange tea. –Nibbles a […]

River — A Short Story

River By Elaine Webster River chewed her tongue—a childhood habit that comforted her in some basic way. Ari would be unlocking the door to their apartment just about now. It would take him awhile to unearth the note she left on the bar next to the scotch bottle.  She could hear the click of the […]

The Magic Behind Spiced Shrimp

The Magic behind Spiced Shrimp Divine Intervention, Celestial Alignment, Karma, whatever, are writers’ friends. We sit for hours, days, weeks even months contemplating, researching, editing, struggling and then one day a miniscule grain of brain itches and we have to scratch. I’m not sure this is one of those days, but I’ll give it my […]

Flip Flops and Time

Flip Flops and Time In the beginning–only flip flops and time. Crude sandals to protect and preserve. Long days: sandy beaches, gravelly river banks or deserts— grow tribes, families, towns, countries.   In the beginning—only flip flops and time. Youthful love; splashed with the wet of creation. Long years: children, migrations, settlements and peace— grow […]