Speculative Literary
Starling Song
I asked the crows what they wanted, but their unnatural suspension was its own form of acknowledgement.
No Regrets
Before the clock strikes midnight, you have to confess your regret. If you don't, you lose a precious memory.
You're the Best
It seemed to matter that this was Christmas.
Holiday Party
He told himself another ten minutes would not kill him.
The Empathy Gig
She’s paid to nudge couples closer. This time, the feelings nudge back.
What Are Friends For?
Four friends, four pints, and a death that changes everything.
The Blessing List
We went around the table saying what we were thankful for. No one said the truth.
The Graven Oaths
Magic oaths carved in bone. Trauma passed through blood. Both must be cut out.
Little Good People
She was paid to invent the perfect neighbors. Now she can't prove who's real.
Three Poems from Lynchburg: A Study in Stillness
The Table, Dishwater Light, and Evening Window.
The Ex Files
Her ex is getting married. Her other ex is the maid of honor. This is fine.
Someone Lived There Too
The house on Seagrass Close is haunted. But the ghosts aren't angry. They're lonely.
The Caller isn't Human
At 3 AM in a dead-end laundromat, the payphone rings three times. No one ever answers. No one ever should.