Month

November 2017

… like the whisper of scorpions’ legs through the bone fields, a gentle tickle laced with the promise of poison…

Everyone and your mother may have recommended “You’ll Surely Drown If You Stay Here” by Alyssa Wong to you.  I’m just here to remind you that it’s snotting awesome and makes me long to return to the desert myself.  You… Continue Reading →

The tears slice through the freckles on her cheeks, and she says the words out loud.

Who here would like a punch in the face story about an AI and their AI Mama for lunch? I hope it’s a lot of you.  Anyway, I hope a lot of you go read Caesura by Hayley Stone because… Continue Reading →

Explanations

I had someone tell me once that my writing and my beadwork seemed to be along the same lines– everything meticulously chosen and ordered.  Well, first of all, that’s an amazing compliment and I definitely took it to heart  … Continue Reading →

Whyarentyoureadingthis and Goreaditnow

I’m sure to some people this absolutely isn’t news.  But yet it might be for you and that’s why I’m pointing out that there’s a Lovecraftian horror gay romance series.  We actually live in a world where this is a thing!… Continue Reading →

The fox heart was ethereal white. It smelled of incense and smoke permeated every tissue.

I’ve had today’s story in my bookmarks since the last issue of Liminal came out and am I ever kicking myself for taking so long to read it.  Not only is “The Heart Is A Lonesome Hunter” by Eugenia Triantafyllou… Continue Reading →

Zero, Twenty-Two

As in that in that new thing I just had published.  You can read it right here on Strange Constellations.  Why would you do that? Well, maybe you like fighter pilots.  How about tarot? As in card game, oddly enough. … Continue Reading →

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