One General Law, by J.J. LaTourelle
A small, green lizard sidestepped his way out of the baked depths of a great canyon. He moved slowly, like an insect trying to avoid the attention of greater eyes. … Continue reading
The Compassion of the Pheasant Lord, by Leena Likitalo
The life of a pheasant lord is a short one. I hunt the Fox because I must. For in this forest I rule one is either the hunter or the … Continue reading
The First of Her Name, by Elaine Cuyegkeng
I. I was born of the First, in the height of spring. Removed from Her presence and christened by my sisters, I was set among the cots of the scholar-explorer … Continue reading
The Visit, by Subashini Navaratnam
Time replayed itself in a loop: for days and nights we went over the same circuitous path in our minds, trying not to say what we wanted to say to … Continue reading
Zoopoiesis, with Mountains, by Rhonda Eikamp
Stand This is the insufflation. Imagine a white place. She’s in the white place, or she is the white place. She’s wearing a gown, in a white bed. Her name … Continue reading
The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone, by Gwynne Garfinkle
This is the story of Purple and Green, two hedgehogs who were the best of friends. They rolled and played on the forest floor. The hedgehogs were spiny and guarded, … Continue reading
How I Came to Be Raised by Balniwan the Fool, by Adrian Simmons
There is no place more blessed than the five hills of Father’s clan. The very gods led Grandfather here, the very spirits welcomed us. Envy and hatred followed us, and … Continue reading
Ought from Is, by Brittany Pladek
My gift killed autumn before it killed God. In the woods behind the abbey, the sugar maples are a lace of rubies and the elms a scatter of gold, as … Continue reading
The First of Frost, by H.L. Fullerton
I saw your work today. My tower room overlooks the gardens. I was petal-gazing—so much prettier than stars!—and I recognized your designs. So appropriate since it’s Longest Night—an anniversary for … Continue reading
The Sapphire Fiend, by Devan Barlow
“The girl walked into the forest, for she was not afraid of monsters.” The Sapphire Fiend laughed, a sound sharp as the gems on her mask. “What is this?” … Continue reading
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