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Fantasy

August

Elise goes into the woods behind her house and falls over her dead grandmother. Well, not quite. Elise sneaks into the woods behind her house and trips into the loamy concave of a grave the forest has sucked back beneath her skin. The crude headstone tells Elise that Mary Ann is buried here. No: the […]

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One Black Feather

James saw the feather Monday morning, after Lyla had gone to work. Just one black feather, long as his pinky finger, lying half-crushed on the pink sheet on her side of the bed. It took a few minutes for his brain to catch up with his eyes, and then he looked again and really saw […]

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Secret Keepers

That night, I bring home buckets of rocks plucked from the shore and spread them across the driftwood table in our dining room. “Earth bones,” I say, when Jo, my partner, asks what they are. “Secret keepers.” I remember reading to her from a book about local history when we first moved to this part […]

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I Am NOT Little Red Riding Hood

That woodcutter is such a damn liar. The way he told it, he busted into the house, found us gobbled up by a wolf, split the creature open, and out popped Granny and me. No. No. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Wolves can get big, but they don’t unhinge their jaws and […]

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Matches, Tower, Sister, Stone

The summer my sister Mindi turned thirteen and the Leukemia began chewing her bones to lace, she built a city of ghosts. For the towers, she stole matchbooks from the forgotten depths of Mom’s purses. For the ghosts, she snipped obituaries from Dad’s Sunday Times. It was June when she finally gathered a bag full […]

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Mirrored

She approaches the mirror: I’m there to meet her. We study each other through identical brown eyes. The spray of freckles across our noses. The incisor that’s slightly askew—hers on the left side of her mouth, mine on the right. We blink simultaneously. Her mother’s voice, calling: “Have you brushed your hair?” She looks over […]

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Blood Magic

The sand was dry and loose, still warm with the lingering heat of the day.  Nora stole across the darkened beach, a large wicker basket clutched beneath one arm. Beside an outcropping of rock near the water’s edge, she stopped, lowering her bundle and pulling an oilskin bag from across her back. She glanced furtively […]

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Lipstick for Villains

It takes a witch to make a queen’s lipstick. Hogfat, crushed ants, frozen embers, lead. Good lipsticks should burn. I, who had mixed oil and beetles and chilis into pastes and powders, had seen good people incinerated by those ocher smiles. The Queen of Algae and Urchin had asked that I squash rebellion with face […]

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Silver and Shadow, Spruce and Pine

When Grandmother disappears from the nursing home, Marika is the only one who understands what’s happened. The family and staff, they wonder how and why a 96-year-old woman could walk out of her room unnoticed and disappear in the middle of the night. They whisper about dementia and Alzheimer’s. They make phone calls to the […]

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Gingerbread

The house is derelict and crumbling now. Its sugar-pane windows stare blindly through the cataracts of cobwebs, and damp patches blossom like liver spots across its gingerbread gables. But Hansel’s hand still trembles as he pushes open the twice-cooked door, which wobbles like a rotten tooth in its warped candy-cane frame. The last time he […]

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