No sentinels stand guard upon these ramparts,yellow wall-flowers have overgrown their stones;the only motion here is when these bloomsare stirred by the breeze.Here comes a woman , head bowed in…
Fantasy
Jean Lorrain’s Lorelei
translated from the French by Justin Brumby I The guardsmen stood in two lines, halberds in hand,in baggy knee breeches, noses in the air,while the rabble and the street kids…
Autobiographical Sketches
1. How I descended to the underworld and failed to save my beloved I lost her. Fire followed her footsteps, crackled in her black hair. Her skin was bronze; her…
from Jill Hammer’s “The Moonstone Covenant”
When we fled, we took the air in our lungs. We took herbs, roots, and flowers in our medicine boxes. We took staffs and bows made from branches gifted us by wind and rain.
Dreams of Potus
1. The night is alive with the cries of flying foxes. Potus is asleep in his experimental gardens. He has dreamed himself onto this island, this golden core. A tired…
Fish or Chips
Brinn stood on a shadowed street. Afternoon sunlight painted the rooftops of the heavily fortified, mostly-empty business district a smoggy orange. The area around the gaudy well-lit, yellow food van…
The Yule Banshee
“The jack-o-lanterns haven’t spread up as far as Lakemoore, not yet at least. And the way was clear through Dreary Drive, thank the All Father.” The mail courier leans on…
The Tale of Peter Magus
“Run along,” Mother said. “And don’t get into any trouble.” All four did. But this is the tale of Peter Magus. Mother rabbit was talking to her children: Poisonmaker, Stickpin,…
Samantha Pious: Flash Fictions
Wake The best way to recruit a time traveler is in the zygote. Those recruited later in life will require prosthetics to reach the slipstream. Last night, my father came…
The Seven Beggars, Part 6: The Water Castle
On the sixth glad day they longed for the beggar who had no hands. No sooner had they expressed their wish than he appeared, saying “Here I am!” just as…