Drifting into the Divine

My brother and sister and I were all born in The Moon of the Snowblind, an unhappy month known for unpredictable weather, evil Ides, blustery winds, cold rains, and mischievous leprechauns. We were hurled headlong into a nightmare with no one to wake us up. If only we could have found and captured just one leprechaun and demanded three wishes, perhaps we might have acquired some of that Irish luck or a pot of gold, but there were no rainbows within our darkness.Our mother was a yellow-haired enchantress who wore dangling orb earrings, tie-dyed dresses and crocheted sandals. She derived pleasure in casting her spells upon men of the cloth, and casting them aside.Our father was a charming cellist of Cherokee descent, who loved melancholy women and chamber music. He wore shell necklaces and tapestry vests, and wrote short stories about legless hobo angels who traveled around in boxcars.The three of us grew from pure sparkling seeds into distorted rootless trees.

• | Author: Olive Twist
• | Publisher: Independently published
• | Publication Date: October 1, 2019
• | Number of Pages: 317 pages
• | Language: English
• | Binding: Paperback
• | ISBN-10: 1694862569
• | ISBN-13: 9781694862563