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One Sword to Kill a Gorgon
Read more: One Sword to Kill a GorgonI covered my heart, but the swords swung higher, going cool and easy into my ears. I should feel silly for the miscalculation, but they’d slide through my fingers if I tried to block them. In the quiet cone of the kitchen light, when there’s nothing left but a spotted banana, a spatula, a phonebook,…
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However Ghosts
Read more: However GhostsLie to me that you’re sun-crazy, that the cross wife wagged your mouth, and you take it all back, with hydration. The sun had you scared of your shadow and mine, eating us feet first before you plucked up the nerve for a kiss. I resent your cowardice. And mine. I can see us being…
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Love and Vitriol
Read more: Love and Vitriol[This excerpt is a preview of a longer piece] At a steakhouse in the city of Albuquerque, where cockatoos pecked crumbs from the patio bricks and lightbulb wires made burning hearts, the devils split a burrata. The kitchen pixies had dressed it in goat’s blood, for the sweet tooth, and fig jam, for the hell…
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Broad Reach
Read more: Broad ReachAuthor Note: I wrote this short story back in high school–it may even have been my first! Let’s see if it’s any good. The bow slapped over lazy waves. Sea batted his side. He spat and shivered. It was cold, tart, nauseating. His immediate thought was industrial runoff or the Charles. By now salt crusted…