Abi / Yakima Washington, July 1970 She finds the fairy in a suitcase. It’s the start of Abi’s weekend at the Bumping River cabin, and Nana tells her hurry up eat your breakfast while it’s hot. She should be home having cereal: Mama with Special K, Abi with Lucky Charms, the milk turning a sugary […]
Señores, venga el aviso. Good people, here’s the notice. In my thirty-third year, this Spanglish-speaking, feet-in-two-worlds, gringa Latina realized it was time to go to Mexico and save my mother. To be clear, my mother had died shortly after I […]
Garrett listened to the man listing what ingredients he wanted in his latte while Garrett imagined choking him to death. He could see it clearly—the spindly neck beneath his fingers, the starched collar crumpling, the look of shock as— “Did you get that?” the man snapped. Garrett stared at him, at his expensive suit and […]
Kavita stepped into the communication booth on Artemis Station and put on the glasses. An image of David Worthington, Immortal of Solar Standard, Inc., appeared in front of her, as if they were both standing in the middle of a black void. There was still a couple of seconds delay in transmission between Artemis and […]
1972 The Woodthorn elves are famous around these parts: anything living or once alive grows at their touch. Plants do the best: wild flowers, trees, crops and grass—even wood that has been turned into tools or furniture will come back to life, given enough time. Animals take a little longer, and it’s not so sure […]
The drums in the street called the Escola out and led them, pied-piper-like, down the hill to where the buses waited. Letícia looked up from her book–paper, ancient, but all she could afford–and felt a single tear roll down her cheek, cool in the February heat. Her sister Flavia poked her head into the room. […]
The dragon painter came to Jvir and drank the sea, sang with the sands, swallowed the sun and breathed it out on Rowanhill – Song from Jvir Gabrielle’s face had always needed improvement. In the mornings, she worked face cream into her skin, smoothing over bumps and cracks, over the too-dry and too-moist places. She […]
I admonish you, for the love you bear me and I for the three of you. Let the following pages be seen by no eyes but yours. The first thing Annie Sheridan said when she regained consciousness was, ‘You bitches again!’ She was still in the process of dying—or at least it must have felt […]
When my daughter was born, her eyes were blue. Sometimes I wonder whether they would have stayed blue, or turned brown, like her mother’s. ~~~ If I were to write a guide to many-worlds travel (which is about the last thing I’d ever do), it would start, and end, with: “Don’t.” But if you would […]
I met Ms. Adrienne E. Jackstar on a warm summer day of 2020. I was about a third of the way through my route delivering supplies to the elderly and other pandemic-homebound for our local mutual aid society when I came to a dark-blue shingle house made small by large ones all around. Behind a […]