It was just down the hall. Thirty seconds at a dead sprint, and he could be safe. She had already gone. Almost three hours ago, and he had listened with…
“It’s not right,” she said, as he tore another page from the book and began folding it into the tiny square that would make it easiest to swallow. “Of course…
The sun still seemed to move behind the glassy heavens sometimes, searching bleakly through the blue as if it, too, had lost something it couldn’t give up on trying to…
“Here, just- stand like that, just there. Is that better?” She swayed. Head tilted to the sky, rain sluicing down the thirsty grey length of her. Clouds raced, gravid and…
Nothing is safer than a pearl in a hailstorm. She’d never understood the phrase, until the plague had come and, with it, the rats, and suddenly they’d seemed to be…
The wind chime lashed and clattered against the house’s brick siding and the blue sky. Too violent for melody, spinning the metal bird that embellished it like a sparrow in…
How long had she been shuffling those wastes in her grimy environmental suit? The clock had told her at first, of course, smartly, to the second, but some speck of…
She lifted her boots high through the muck and rotten ice, but the field still seemed set on swallowing her if it could. She held her spade overhead as the…
The first face surfaced on a Wednesday morning, sepia with oncoming storm. Or at least, that was when he first noticed it, carrying his coffee with him into the yard,…