Deanna Cassidy
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(she/her) This establishment is open to wanderers, witches, harpies, heroes, merfolk, muses, barbarians, bards, gargoyles, gods, aces, and adventurers. TERFs go home.
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Relationships Were Hard Enough Before The Zombie Apocalypse
When the watchtower bell rang, Tommy dropped the seedling he had been holding and gripped Lydia's arm. "Don't go, Mama." Lydia righted Tommy's seedling and finished planting her own. She swept her three-year-old into her arms and nuzzled his soft cheek.
By Deanna Cassidy5 years ago in Horror
How a Clam Saved Elvis
Elvis Presley is here, and I will make him mine. Hot white sand grips the soles of my bare feet. I walk down the beach, searching the plants at the edge. Is this where the orchids grow? Maybe I should have asked one of the locals, but they don't like it when white people wander away from tourist centers.
By Deanna Cassidy5 years ago in Fiction
I Hope You Like Fish
When I first heard the scratching sound, I ignored it. I figured it was probably just some lizard bumping into the solar window on its search for tarantulas to eat. I kept my focus on the tomatoes, carefully separating the seeds from the flesh. Less rot for the seeds, more tomato for me.
By Deanna Cassidy5 years ago in Fiction
