The girl sang as she plaited her hair. She sat too far away for Conrad to hear her words, though he imagined they boasted of stolen kisses and everlasting love.…
The last time I saw Jeff was at Elise’s party. I guess that was the last time anyone saw him, although I believe I was the only person to actually…
a retelling of Sleeping Beauty Perhaps we are all cursed, in our way. Perhaps my sisters were cursed to hide their gifts under empty smiles and false promises, just as…
Hinges creak, and she swirls in the door, puts her finger to blue lips. Cold takes the old woodcutter, eyes open, breath frozen in his beard. But crystals melt in…
My sister is levity personified, a floating angel cake of a person tethered to the walking world by bright ribbons. The Light Princess, they call her. They have done so…
The Other Wife hangs in a tarnished frame on Lucinda’s mother-in-law’s dining room wall, lovely in her white lace. “When are you having a child?” says Lucinda’s mother-in-law. “It’s not…
The sun shines on the clearing at midday. My sisters and I have been up since dawn gathering flowers and shapely twigs, oddly-patterned leaves, feathers, beetle shells, bits of gristle.…
She first saw the dog with no eyes when she was walking around the block crying. She was crying not because she looked like the bad witch in the marchen,…
Jolie biked faster than Claire could skate so she held to the hem of Jolie’s rosy dress, fanning out like a parachute, while they circled the Eiffel Tower. “Faster,” Claire…
The coat never made much sense in California. It was double-breasted, with the two rows of buttons, padded in the chest and shoulders, and it sort of had tails, a…
