Mom, I’m Working in Tophet
“I invited you here because I want you to break the news to dad.” Cerberus waited for his mother’s reply. Continue reading Mom, I’m Working in Tophet
Random Risks
Gaia opened up a hole for me, and the ground under my feet pushed up, raising me to street level… Continue reading Random Risks
Freeze Frame
Bullets chewed through my apartment as I dropped and rolled into the living room. Continue reading Freeze Frame
The Mark of Destiny
Scrawled across the envelope’s back was this note: destiny calls you through this mark. Continue reading The Mark of Destiny
Oneirataxia
The embers had all died out. Time had snuffed humanity’s funeral pyre. Wiping the sweat from my brow, I sipped the cold water I’d collected… Continue reading Oneirataxia
Not Vatic
She glanced around the dingy attic where she’d found herself after that womanish thing had hauled her soul through the mirror… Continue reading Not Vatic
Effulgence
Light gathered in the pool the angelic host had surrounded. Rising, an effulgent figure emerged… Continue reading Effulgence
An Amusement Park Called ‘Experiment’
Carnival lights drew them like the moths and they broke like waves against the gates. Continue reading An Amusement Park Called ‘Experiment’
The Pixie’s Nixie
She blew out a breath that fluttered her fringe. What could she do with this nixie other than curse it? Continue reading The Pixie’s Nixie
Brontide
Brontides disturbed the peace. They announced a storm on the wind, one with a supernatural cause. Continue reading Brontide
Pinhole Princess
She punched pinholes in Faerie’s dark film to let the light shine through. And sometimes she peered through the holes her pins made… Continue reading Pinhole Princess
Rantipole in Space
A warning light strobed, blinding him in his cryogenic coffin. He had to get up. Continue reading Rantipole in Space
Nelipot, the Barefoot Witch
She walked barefoot–nelipot if you want to get pedantic–toward a tree…
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In Silence, I Rage
In silence I rage, rattle the cage but the bars don’t change.
There is a truth I cannot speak, so I turn in silence.
Nefelibata, the Cloud Walker
She perched, hands clasped around a gargoyle’s head as she stared out at the city…
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