A woman is married to a bucket of rain water. Introduced by mutual friends, she was taken by her suitor’s courtesy, a quality she had found lacking in the men…
Galatea was once an ivory tusk. She curved skyward, white smooth sickle under an elephant lip. This was the African interior, drier than Cyprus, wilder, blazed gold with grasses. The…
Before I became the Keeper of Secrets, before I even knew that the Keepers were real, or that I would one day join them, my mother would tell me stories…
Berkie Dunham stomps on the wet sidewalk reflections of the UFOs. They hover ten feet above the street, monitoring everyone. He knows they’re taking note of the way he walks,…
She had a laugh like summer, Lacie thought. There was something not quite real about her, something strange and sweet and shivering in the way she swept through the tinkling…
Prairie Mama’s coming. You hear her heavy steps, slipping in those thick merino socks. Prairie Mama’s been grinding bones down to flour, and you don’t know if they’re the cat’s,…
The body of a cat was found before the arm of a man was found under the back porch of an abandoned gingerbread house, on I Street in Washington, DC,…
I was a kid—five or six—and I remember the house we lived in had this big tree right outside my bedroom window. In the summertime, it was still light out…
There once was a house on a hill in a town with a steeple. Nine children had been born to the parents of that house and nine had been buried.…
They search everywhere for her brother, or her brother’s body; no one seems to think there is a difference now. Not even their mother. Not even the policemen. Her grandmother…
Gingerbread House Lit Mag 