With God as Our Witness, by AJ Fitzwater
And lo, the Knights of Heavensgate came upon the Mountain which would launch them towards God, and they saw that it was Good. With marbled sides pink in the setting … Continue reading
A Cream-Broker’s Courtship, by Nin Harris
The Viveks were in the habit of drinking the milk straight from their bovine friends. They had done so for generations. For everybody else, special ceremonies were needed. Pujas were … Continue reading
Something to Light the Sunless Winter, by Sara Beitia
DAY 5 Securing a berth on the Cressida’s maiden voyage is a lottery win, Asa said. She’s not the first ship to leave the cosmic shallows around Earth, of course, … Continue reading
That Damned Cat, by Barbara Turney Wieland
That damned cat! Sat on my chest, in the road, piercing my heart with its smile. Yes, the bloody thing grinned at me! Then it spoke. Yes! Believe it or … Continue reading
Sestina for Medea, by Alexandra Munck
A woman with the heart of a bird lives in a house that was constructed from the bones of enemies conquered. Under no circumstances are strangers allowed inside. Ivy has … Continue reading
Enchiridion of the Soltite, restored by Xue Xihe
2nd EDITION Given Gratis. Not to be reproduced for the lucre of any individual, party, and most definitely not the Cily state. PREFACE TO THE NEW EDITION Ignorance is to cave … Continue reading
When the Vine Came, by S.R. Mandel
The narrator shook his long grey curls. “When I lost my eyes, my sight became clearer,” he said. “I’ll tell you the real story. Listen!”: The planet was Boeotia; the … Continue reading
Prima Fuit, Finis Erit, by Julia August
First Cynthia caught me with her fulminating eyes. O me miserum! Captive and collared, a fool never before touched. Now she, trailing charred Coan silk, her curls breathing cold perfume, … Continue reading
The Wytch-Byrd of the Nabryd-Keind, by Farah Rose Smith
gold in my eyes red on my mouth am I glamour or did I eat you for treasure Claudia Marr, head swinging up in pride from the cover of … Continue reading
Collar for Captain Cormorant, by Rekha Valliappan
I caught this morning morning’s minion, king- dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding … how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing… — Hopkins, ‘The Windhover” A colony … Continue reading
