In the stories, epics of reincarnation spanning centuries, it always seemed to be so clean. Lovers who looked into one another’s eyes and just knew, glances or songs or last words spoken again as first words that brought all the… Continue reading

Fourteen years – or was it fifteen? A span of time that needed no precise measurement, that didn’t matter, until it ended. A partnership long enough to feel as if it never would end. Anything that went on for so… Continue reading

One night of penance for all the years of wickedness. One night of labour before the eternal rest. It seemed too generous a deal for anyone to refuse, proof of the kindness of Heaven. One night of guarding its borders,… Continue reading

We all stood together on the deck, dumbstruck by still being alive. The world had been storm and death for so long, blood-warm rain and then blood in place of rain when our harpoons rammed deep enough, it didn’t feel… Continue reading

I told her (how many times now?) that I hate when she rewinds time at the end of our arguments. I hate having something to say, a grievance weighing down my gut, and I take a breath to tell her,… Continue reading

None of us ever fought in the war. We were made for it, but only because no one was there to turn off the machines at the end. The sun still shines on the station’s arrays, the same way it… Continue reading

When he had been a boy, he had thought that stretch of the tunnel was glass because the view outside was beautiful. He had gaped through the train’s windows at the shivering fathoms of water outside, the floodlights standing like… Continue reading

The freeze had come hard and fast, stilling the world like a game of Grandmother’s Footsteps under the sudden glare of the sun. It turned the trees and ponds and the last of the golden grass to frosted glass, and… Continue reading