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Liesel and the Black Woods
Brigette StevensonLiesel felt herself counting them, one, two, three. In and out. In and out. One two three. Counting the breaths made it feel less like waiting and more like expecting. “Is it sick?” Krista asked. Her little sister leaned close to her side. Liesel shrugged. “I think so.” She knew it wouldn’t be long. Moments, […]
Sitting up with the Dead
Rachel SavageThe night before Grandaddy Burl died, Colly dreamed of a flathead catfish swallowing him whole. Summer storms had been rolling in since June; the mountain air sitting heavy like flannel on fevered skin. Splashes of sunbeams illuminated verdant pockets, but the inevitability of more rain coaxed the shadows out from crevices and caves to smother […]
Come Crow Come Death
Madeleine PelletierIt’s rare for someone to be born with a genuine gift. I certainly wasn’t. Only thing I ever saw in a crystal ball was my own reflection, not that it stopped me taking the coins off the hopeful and the hopeless. Maybe that’s why I’m still here, dead but not gone, trapped in the body […]
A Little Sorrowed Talk
Heather Etelamaki“You know what I heard, Philippa?” Kenzi said. “What?” I said, watching the lifeguards clean the pool beyond the fence. For the last time that summer, we were waiting to get into the city pool and, as usual, had come too early. “Mitchell was watching you the whole time we were here yesterday.” I gripped […]
SUPPORT FORUM FOR THE CARE AND FEEDING OF YOUR PERSONAL SPIRIT-ANGEL
Vanessa FoggWelcome to the forum! You have successfully registered and now have full access to the site and all its resources. And congratulations again on the summoning of your own personal spirit-angel. It’s an incredible achievement, and you deserve to feel proud. We feel so very proud of you! As a community of fellow spirit-angel cultivators/hosts, […]
Spandex, Sporks, and Space Vampires
Marie VibbertThe blood-splattered farce began as I was painting my toenails, about to complete the old fly-to-Saturn, come back as your own granddaughter trick. Okay, the flying to Saturn part was new, but you know the drill: travel as far as you can, out where record-keeping gets shaky, bring forged identity chip, dump previous identity chip […]
All I Got Was This Lousy Shoe
Casper ReynoldsG.O.D. chose me to steal the Barbarians’ lipstick, but I succumbed to a pretty girl with a septum ring and a hand-poked peach tattoo. I was chosen because I was the newest member of our student council, The Gladiators of Dagon High School (G.O.D.). I was also a competitive cheerleader with an unbroken double layout […]