Upcoming Stories

Actually, My Experiences Are Universal!

hex literary, April 2025

Finally, we can all measure out objective reality.

UMWELT standardized sight, sound, scent, taste, touch. She was the control point, the objective experience.

The Store Will Be Closing Shortly

Tiny Molecule, Spring 2025

Lucia reckons with a changed and flowering world and with her own feelings.

When she finds the cat at the supermarket doors, Lucia will look to the skies and say, “Oh, now this is cruelty.” The sky will be silent silver.

XVIII. The Moon

Crow & Cross Keys, May 2025

A pond, a doppleganger, and a moon that won't wane.

Her eyes are black and blank, repulsive, and I want to look like her, want to look like something untouchable. I tilt my head at her and she mirrors it.

Wine-Dark Eyes

Weird Horror, August 2025

Running into someone you went to school with and learning they've given themselves over to the sea.

They emerge from the mist over the moors, holding their writhing bouquets at their sides. It’s always misty on the Feast of Saint Miranda, like the sea turns itself to sky just to clutch at the monks’s robes.