So welcome to Stories Set in Stone, where I will be showing you tonight the fossilized stories of love, war, and motherhood. Misery Makes...

you will find that it is made to be at ease. there is a home for the head in an embrace, a gentle respite in the crevice of another's...

Good morning, Ms. Duck. And good morning, Mr. Fox. I have a question! And I have a lesson. Let’s hear yours first. Oh, but what about...

I had a boyfriend once. Tan skin, not very tall, had black hair that looked sort of curly on those lazy Monday mornings. I was always the...

It was a chilly afternoon in Kalibo. Colder than usual. So cold we had the windows down, and the scents of sea salt and sand invited...

I woke up under a ceiling that’s become all too familiar. An all-white room lit by fluorescent bright enough to just about burns my...

You were but a tiny thing when I first found you—a gold-gilded kitten covered in crumbs of dust and dirt. Tiny enough to squeal in the...

I will kiss you till my lips run thin, Until our skin comes undone We shall commit our mortal sin beneath the orange sun We are the...