The daughters wake for the first time on his front porch and he will never know where they come from.

The boy did not know when he ate the seeds that out from his belly button would grow a vine. He decided to show his mother who was busy with his winged sister.

Each birth came too early, the samurai’s daughter producing a peach pit with the face of a crying boy or girl.

It’s unsettling to meet people who don’t eat apples.