Category: Fiction

Before she died, my mother pinned a new verse to the family song, which caused some consternation among the elders who were left. No one

We are driving to Big Bear Mountain because my father is an engineer at Rocketdyne and says he wants to celebrate the moon landing. Except that

Srđan never asked for directions, even wandering the halls of his own university. It was an open secret. Thus, Georgia slipped the 1900 Pilgrim’s Guide

Egyszer volt, hol nem volt, az Operenciás tengeren is túl, Piroska and the Wolf heard the workers unearth a bomb. The men had been digging

Bohdana summons a goddess. The summoning is unbidden and inept, but she comes anyway. It’s sunset—one of those days when the sky burns red at

The laughter from last night resumes after sunrise, but louder, as if the whole village wants to make sure their voices travel up to the

Ebsa was running late, and Demetri, tired of watching the bitter clouds of his breath, had just about given up on her. Like one might

The Sen had a curious saying in their musical language they fluted out using their tongue pipes. Ahsa an nira. The land knows you.  As

Brush back the wolf hairs falling into her eyes, say her snout is beautiful and glistening, her teeth will rend and tear. Point out her

When the Piranha Belle docks in the port of Belém Immersa, private security is necessary to beat back the crowd. With three tiers of wraparound