Katja L KaineJan 10, 20208 minBe YourselfThe man’s face is obscured by a hood. The hood is part of a coarse brown cloak, giving the him appearance of a monk, but the pair of guards
Katja L KaineJan 10, 20209 minPray on the WeakWhen I was five, my grandmother’s hut burned down. It was only an accident. Some boys were playing with a box of matches they found and the
Katja L KaineJan 7, 20204 minImmortal GoldMy fingers press into the dirt for maximum traction, legs chambered, trembling with tension. Heat beats down on my bare back. I need to win
Katja L KaineJan 2, 20208 minAbra's PriceOnce I was not the person I am now. I had little, I was poor. But I was not unhappy. The days were hot and dusty, the food simple but good.