Notes, fragments, and strange signals from the edge of story.

After centuries of isolation, a blinded Polyphemus struggles to heal in a world that only remembers him as a monster—until an unexpected friendship teaches him to truly see again.

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Some wounds never heal

  • “I could not resist this story….Anaxagoras succeeds on several layers in this alluring piece.” — Myna Chang, Flash Roundup, May 2025

The last time I looked at anything with this eye, all I saw were men who hated me.

In Factor Four Magazine, Issue 47 (May 2025). Read