Other Fiction

Pyre Bits

I lay down slow, my bones like wax— and wish you’d lay yours beside me, in the fire pit. Flame would claim us, erase our tracks— while strangers sing...
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Cherry

Grave (Episode 10 - The Further Chronicles of a Young Lady (and her Maid))

In which 'Arry unearths more than anyone wanted, Gwladys has the job of covering it all up and Aeflethrith has an unexpected visitor.
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Gold cherry
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Sea-Salt

Why is the sea blue? They say it has to do with reflection—or other— but I think there’s more to uncover. So, if that’s true… why is the sea so...
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Seventh Place

The horse’s neon hooves hammered against the glass track like gunfire. We tore above a sea of stars. The massive crowd was a blur, a rolling roar...

Market Square

I stood in the Market Square waiting for my wife to come out of the supermarket. Old enough to remember times before supermarkets, my left eyebrow...

Yellow

“I wish you’d quit smoking so much. Seems like you’ve been needing it.” “I have.” “Wanna talk about it?” “No.” “Ok.” ⸻ The rain patters the roof. She...
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Chapter 4.4 The Test

Later that evening, Rowan sat on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She wondered what would happen to a regulator without a faction. Maybe I could...
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Chapter 4.3 The Test

Rowan sat on a bench with her back against the marble wall outside Dean Winter’s office. The cold of the stone was cooling her hot skin. Her body...
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