Oct 22, 2021
Seven Questions in Exchange
She follows the signs deeper as a weight in her gut grows colder with every step. It’s almost been long enough that she’s forgotten the finer details. Almost.
Reflections on an Invisible Girl
People wanted to see the girl who’d disappeared and come back. They wanted to see Romy—who insisted she could not be seen.
Oct 15, 2021
The Hawk
You are thirteen so, of course, I am convinced I still have some say over you.
Oct 08, 2021
Other Emily
“Commerce!” Emily shouted. “The hoarding and ceding and exchange of power. I see no clearer path into the souls of human people.”
Oct 01, 2021
The Last of the Boys
That’s the problem with photographs, isn’t it? They remind you who is missing.
Sep 24, 2021
Poly Throuple Technology
What we liked most of all was each other. All three of us, the glorious fabric of the relationship, the family we made of ourselves—but we were losing the exhilaration we’d once felt, the wild emotional loops of our shared-identity roller coaster.
Sep 17, 2021
Not Kinky
The audience Q and A begins, and someone asks about the relationship between kink and queerness.
Sep 10, 2021
Become of Me
Do not fear your moments of sorrow, your deep frustration, the force of your being. I have made you strong enough to want and not receive.
Sep 03, 2021
The Summer of BSSZ
I’d tilt myself and roll to each side on the dirt, offering the bees new areas of my body.
Aug 27, 2021
Café May
Even at their best, in-laws were the occupational hazard of loving someone else.
Aug 13, 2021
The Abaarso School for Clever Girls
Melinda’s violation of their agreement—to stay the same for each other, forever—was so profound that she split their shared sphere in two.
Jul 23, 2021
Mother’s Wolves
My mind drifted to the almost-lycanthropic being I’d imagined her becoming, half wolf, half researcher, neither coming back to me, dead or alive.
Jul 16, 2021
Acceptable Forms of Agony
It was during my third year of teaching the saints at Holy Trinity that the burning began.
Jul 02, 2021
Wolf Facts
If there were any justice in the world, I would have been born a wolf. Instead, I’m a seventh grader.
Jun 25, 2021
Spring Migration
Lori was in real, actual danger, but it was easy to convince herself she was not.
May 28, 2021
The Third Root
As the dentist works, her giant belly touches my arm and my head, and I think the baby kicks me.
May 21, 2021
The Five-Year Plan
The family in my novel is like this arowana. Born to hurt things. They are hunters, even when there is nothing left to hunt.
May 14, 2021
Searching La-La Land
La-la land, she called it, that place her daughter went that she would never go.
May 07, 2021
Blue
My mother isn’t dead. I know this the way I know that squares are also rectangles, and that the sun is also a star.
Apr 30, 2021
