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, […]


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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 […]

Tea Leaves and Cloudbursts

Two minutes ago, she was wearing a white slip, standing in front of the window while the morning light sneaked in around the shades and swirled around her like smoke. The way the shadows moved across her hips and her belly made me want to put my face against her stomach, in hopes that they […]


It was her lips that brought Mercy’s attention to focus: how red more than red, plump and liquid in the light of the kitchen’s fluorescent, a swath of scarlet across her pale, pale skin. Julia was everything that Mercy was not: smooth where she was rough, light where Mercy was dark. “Read my tea leaves,” […]

Glass Anna

What was on the other side of the mirror, that’s what Anna wanted to know. It had to be something, not just her own reflection looking back at her. When she moved her hand in front of the glass, didn’t the Anna in the mirror move just a tiny bit later, with a gesture just […]

Réalité et Printemps

She walks down the forest path, like a lost girl in a fairytale, ivy and feathers forming a ragged crown in her hair. Yesterday, she was making tea in a kitchen in Paris, and then without even having to click her heels together, today she finds herself moving like a ghost between ash-colored trees. She […]

Two things of note, for those of you playing along at home. Firstly, I’ve got a story in a new collection that’s just been released, a Halloween treat: My story is one I’ve previously released, Unseen, but it’s a comfortable fit in there with the rest of the spookiness that is collected inside. It’s fun […]


Loretta took the withered chrysanthemums from the old bottle on the windowsill and replaced them with a few fresh flowers. She dropped the dead ones into the round bin at the side of the Maura’s bed. Maura watched her as she did so, motionless but for her eyes and the slight rise and fall of […]

Off the Shelf

He buys his anger off the shelf in little green bottles, each stoppered with a tiny cork, each cork sealed with wax the color of obsidian. He pays with pieces of bone and twists of hair, laying them on the scarred wooden counter in front of the woman with the cloth face and stitched eyes, […]