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…

She didn’t move when he sat down beside her. The breeze blew smoke from the tip of her cigarette in her place. It stirred her hair, or he might have…

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…

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,…