Selkie
“He stared again at Lia, by the sea in the sun, grown and just as radiant as his memory of her. More so. Potent and strong but also impossibly exquisite, fragile like an eggshell or life itself. He couldn’t move his eyes away.”
Read MoreThe Beheader
“If you don’t want to be in danger, do not cross the Sinamar Bridge at a quiet hour, specifically right between Asr and Maghrib time.”
Read MoreHati: A Lunar-Lupine Romance
“He loved me then, bathing me in chilling ivory and watching as I, snapping and whining, drew back my lips to reveal sharp teeth.”
Read MoreSiproites and Caeneus Walk into a Bar
“‘She could just as easily have taken my life.’
The other man’s gaze flashed with pity. ‘From where I see it, she already has.’”
Her Night Off
“It didn’t help that her position was innately voyeuristic. Night after night, she watched the mortals, envying the excitable urgency of their short lives over the stifling monotony her endless one had become.”
Read MoreDelanos and the Constellation
“He had favorites, of course he did. He strung them into constellations and told stories through them. He let them have a central part of his night sky, so the mortals would see them out, trace the tales, and know that he tried to caution them against too much glory in life.”
Read MoreAntic Disposition
“Days since Hamlet’s last hallucination: zero. This number has not changed for weeks. It’s everything you can do to keep him from taking a kitchen knife to someone’s throat, his own or his uncle’s or sometimes yours.”
Read MoreHera’s Hall of Shame
“That’s probably why our marriage has lasted into the age we’re in. I know him, I know what haunts him, what fears drive him—pathetic, never satiated, fiendish, floundering, incestuous Zeus.”
Read MoreOrpheus at a Funeral
“Authorities of mortal bureaucracy have limited her to an un-aged face, buried in smoking thorns. Bitter laughter of the Gods as he cursed his longing, necrophilic fate. Unto Hades, he fell, in art & body.”
Read MoreOne for the Road
“‘The dark times will be here when we no longer know why we should be ashamed or even that we should be,’ she said, throwing the glass back to catch the last drops. ‘It will be when we no longer even talk about climate change or war or any of that. Any knowledge we have evaporates.”
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