SF & Fantasy

One by one, I removed the electrode patches that covered me from face to feet. Their steady pulses had kept my muscles from atrophying, and for that, I was grateful. Next, I removed the nutrient drip from my arm, bandaged…Read more

Teen & YA

I catch a glimpse of a woman in fishnet tights climbing a ladder toward the pinnacle of the tent. She has feathers in her hair and looks utterly calm, despite the fact that she has now risen forty . . . no, forty-five . . .…Read more

Teen & YA

My sister is throwing up in the bathroom. It’s awesome.  I want to offer help, tissues or water or something, but I tried yesterday, and she snapped at me.  Mom says it’s the hormones. Maybe she’s right, though Samantha has…Read more