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The sunset was bolder than usual that evening, a deep indigo streaked with Dutch orange, fuchsia, and saffron. You barely noticed, hurrying as you were. You were on your way...
To Rise Again
The sunset was bolder than usual that evening, a deep indigo streaked with Dutch orange, fuchsia, and saffron. You barely noticed, hurrying as you were. You were on your way...
When the last copy of Little Jasmine at the publisher’s warehouse was pulped, the color bled out from our world. My ruby red cheongsam and my husband’s officer’s uniform dampened...
Out of Print
When the last copy of Little Jasmine at the publisher’s warehouse was pulped, the color bled out from our world. My ruby red cheongsam and my husband’s officer’s uniform dampened...
At the viewing window, Elara and I float together, looking out to the long-dead planet. We’ve travelled for weeks to find something like this—not the planet, but its ring, swirling...
A Ring Around
At the viewing window, Elara and I float together, looking out to the long-dead planet. We’ve travelled for weeks to find something like this—not the planet, but its ring, swirling...
When Ben became obsessed with the middle, I thought he was talking about his weight. He said it was a hole, right there in the middle. In the middle, he...
The End of the Middle
When Ben became obsessed with the middle, I thought he was talking about his weight. He said it was a hole, right there in the middle. In the middle, he...
“I’ve decided.” Atha spoke over a cup of pungent wildflower tea, freshly brewed for the occasion, flavored with honey. “Bury me in this tree.” It wasn’t a surprise, so I...
For As Long As You Want It
“I’ve decided.” Atha spoke over a cup of pungent wildflower tea, freshly brewed for the occasion, flavored with honey. “Bury me in this tree.” It wasn’t a surprise, so I...
When you were young, Mama sent you away from the land of the dead and told you not to look back. You remember the grey skirts they passed out at...
Then Came the Ghost of My Dead Mother, Antikleia
When you were young, Mama sent you away from the land of the dead and told you not to look back. You remember the grey skirts they passed out at...
10 A.M. I grabbed her hand, ignoring how it pulled the tubes attached to mine. Despite my blindfold, I knew her smooth skin—unchanged from the day we met. “It’s time,...
Woman Embracing Woman, on Loan From Private Collection
10 A.M. I grabbed her hand, ignoring how it pulled the tubes attached to mine. Despite my blindfold, I knew her smooth skin—unchanged from the day we met. “It’s time,...