A Salamander’s Wisdom by Rebecca Birch

A Salamander’s Wisdom by Rebecca Birch     It didn’t hurt much, dying. A sharp, bitter taste when my teeth broke the red berry’s skin. Tingling on my tongue and the insides of my cheeks. A sudden tightness in my chest. No, dying didn’t hurt—not near as much as living while my daughter wasted away…

PHOENIX, FALLEN By Rebecca Birch

Phoenix, Fallen By Rebecca Birch   The Phoenix Corporation complex perches atop a volcanic ridge overlooking the Pacific.  Its vari-copper cladding catches the rising sun, turning the buildings to flame.  I used to love to watch the building burn like its namesake, but today can think of nothing but Kokua, plummeting through the atmosphere, his…