Mermaid’s Purse
By the time she started her job at Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute, Rachel had seen countless fish born. Nothing she’d seen was like what came out of the giant egg case in the saltwater tank.
Punk’s Not Dead
Around me is complete chaos. The soldiers open fire, bullets everywhere. They’re better armed, but we’re out of our fucking minds.
Soft Eternity
She relinquished her control
Into my steady hands, the untamed part
Of her that had split open throats
And hearts through heaviest of armors.
Goodly Creatures
When Crawford, a bioengineer, stumbles upon the eviscerated corpse of a florafox, she must hunt down her escaped biosynth—a dangerous benthomander whose genecode may have been compromised.
To Invoke the Muse
I live in the moment because that’s all I am. A moment, enjoyed in its time and gone in the next.
The Other Me
I had a child and then I didn’t. That was their power, their strength. I didn’t just lose the baby, he was gone.
Riding Dark
From the inside is the only way.
House—Unpainted
A house down the street catches my attention. It sits half painted, the other half peeling white, with a quarter of the driveway paved. The cracks are still visible. A shadow passes by one window in the upper level. It looks like my daughter. I know it can’t be. I left her shadow inside the new house.
A Holiday Romance
An alluring insect seduces an unhappily married man on a second honeymoon with his equally unhappy wife.
Daily Gratitudes
What if we all just took a few minutes of every day to be grateful?