Category: Fiction
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Psychic Readings
“Rumours bred like mosquitos in stagnant water. Some said the new Greene was a ghost—that they had died in those woods and decided to haunt the town as revenge. Some said they were possessed by spirits or demons who used their child body to enact their devilish plans.”
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AN ALIEN’S GUIDE TO GETTING OUT OF HERE
“An orange sky, a rounded landscape, the architecture familiar and comforting. Everything you touch there touches you back”
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Sand Beast
“I’ve seen others flame out. Their bodies torched in a moment. A life here, then gone. Protein to ash. That’s how Bet died. I watched him go. Couldn’t even shout his name before he was cinders. Bet was like the sand. He was constant.”
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Elevate
“It was an expanse, their absorption into this shoreline mind. The network enclosed through and around them, each spiderweb thin tentacle seeped into them. All they knew was that this form was a good shape.”
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A Lucid Dream
“Will the bonds holding my particlestogether dis-en-gage let my flesh and hair and fluid leak onto this crumbling clifftop and will I be one with the earth?”
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Horse Girl
“Horse girl ain’t like the equestrian girls. All them love horses, but the equestrian girls are still girls, even when they stand in a herd swishing their ponytails.”
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There Are Coyotes in Graceland
“The cut is wide across her palm. A butcher’s kiss. The guilty knife lies at the bottom of the sink. A chef’s knife. There is nothing on the counter it could have been cutting.”
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The Man Under the Light
“In all the places Jude had been, he had always heard something. Remnants of sound carried on the wind, a continued frequency that permeated every corner of his life. Even in his most silent moments, there was still the indescribable hum of the world, barely perceptible yet unyielding. Here, under the streetlight, there was nothing.”
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Shooter Ready, Stand By
“The clay is never where your attention should be—to look for it is to fire a shot long after your target has passed your barrel. Rather, you join a dance with it, keeping it just on the periphery of your focus but never fully acknowledging it.”