Author: Kameko

  • Across the Breath of the World

    Elena puts her hands into her red hair, sliding her fingers in, like reaching into hanging ivy. She gathers thick strands into her palms and makes fists, pulling back hard and causing her head to tilt back, exposing her throat to me. With the sun behind her, she is a silhouette of orange fire and […]

  • Caledonia

    The last time I saw Juteau cry was in October. Truthfully, I didn’t see her crying, but I saw the aftereffects: the smear of mascara trailing like dirty rainwater down the side of an abandoned building, the eyes as red as a desert sunset. She didn’t want to talk about it, and I didn’t want […]

  • Exponents

    “Everything there is was made at the beginning,” I say to her. “All the atoms, all the threads, all the pieces, came from that one moment of creation.” I rest my head against her stomach. She touches my hair and pulls the blanket higher over my shoulder. “A billion billion stars shine, and a billion […]

  • Bodies In Motion

    He gives me flowers before he kisses me, blue flowers and a blue kiss. I don’t know why I let him do it. I am not interested in him in that way, not any longer, or in any way actually. Perhaps he has put something in my tea, a powder dissolved from the flowers he […]

  • A Shadowed Patience

    Here now, at three in the morning, I find a whisker on the floor outside of Juteau’s room, laying parallel to her door, like a black line drawn on the old hard wood. I bend to pick it up, and I can hear a sound beneath the deep breathing of the sleeping Juteau on the […]

  • Anna’s Garden

    I have three favorite flowers in the garden. One is red, and one is blue, and one is yellow. Nanny told me all their names, but I don’t remember them. I wanted to pick them and bring them back home, but she wouldn’t let me. She said they belonged to everyone, and not just me, […]

  • The Waiting

    Bez stops and kneels on the path, picking up a small stone before standing again and facing the sea. The wind blows her loose hair out behind her. She is not wearing a jacket, although the chill in the air is enough to have made me put one on. She steps to the edge of […]

  • Jumpers

    A new cover for an old story. It’s available for download over at Amazon. Happy reading!

  • The Reflection of Moonlight

    The snow falls outside the window, thick fat flakes that drift slowly past the glass, settling on the grass and concrete five stories down. It is the last snowfall that the world will ever see. Natsumi stands at the window and looks out. She thinks that she will go onto the roof before she finishes […]

  • Occultation

    The sun coming in through the window in front of Bez puts a halo around her head, making her look as though she is made of light. She looks over the street outside, unaware that I am awake on the sofa and watching her. I was up far too late last night, and could not […]