The silent
Marie-Therese Sauer Marie-Therese Sauer

The silent

A short story written in 2016.

Fire jolts through the logs of wood and the dried weeds behind us. Gases arise, flush through the furnace, mingle and spark. And steam. We breathe.

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Bites like the Kuiper Belt
Marie-Therese Sauer Marie-Therese Sauer

Bites like the Kuiper Belt

A story for and from a great friend, written in 2020.

I picture the first bug breaking through, mandibles dripping, a small black head of excitement, and looking around. I am a new world. A solid just waiting to be chopped into pieces.

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