Tag Archives: Myth

What Pegman Saw: Worth His Salt

Posted on January 13, 2020 by crispina kemp

Bronimir sat upon the table, not his usual place at all. He sat between a yeasty loaf that made his clay mouth drool and the smallest imaginable dish of salt. His family wanted something of him, and he knew what … Continue reading →

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What Pegman Saw: The Flatulent One

Posted on June 24, 2019 by crispina kemp

‘See!’ Chimalis addressed the pilgrims. ‘At Huracan’s first creation, the gods created humans from mud. But mud has no voice to worship the gods, and so the gods destroyed them in a deluge.’ The pilgrims knew the story, yet the … Continue reading →

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