On a street there were two Victorian houses that stood facing each other. A girl was born in one and in the other a boy. The baby girl was gifted…
My lover withdrew the sword from my bowels, kissed me on the lips, and lay me down into the ocean. (Even then, with poison-tinged bile upon my lips and my…
Then in the speckled dark, I stood in the sea wash. A ghost voice like a vast exhalation wailed from your grave, Father, and it caught in my mouth —…
She was the one who wanted to leave. The breadcrumbs her idea, too. She thought, once missing, we would be missed, sought, found. She thought inside the heart could be…
For Cathy After you wrote Beelzebub, again I saw you bird-scattered at high altitudes in all of my futures. The voices told you to live above the tree line, to…
Congratulations on starting your new position as a Red Riding Hood Associate! Working for Eleanor is such a great opportunity to get your foot in the door in this industry.…
We travel a gray line that makes a hard barrier between us and the depths of earth, the metal frame of car another way of dividing nature from itself. Dashes…
I didn’t mean to be evil. Ok? It just comes with the territory. Stepmother. Second wife. I’ve done this all before. I do. Happily ever after. Maybe that’s what they…
“Always throw salt over your shoulder, keep rosemary by your garden gate: plant lavender for luck: and fall in love wherever you can.” –Alice Hoffman “Practical Magic” Sunlight, a dash…
I am sure he will know me. Father wagers he will not, Certain enough to tether my Future, my life, to a Game of chance. (Father never asked me…
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