Clear as Water, Red as Ruin by Sigrid Marianne Gayangos
Ava had first smelled the rain before any of her other senses registered the information…
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Ava had first smelled the rain before any of her other senses registered the information…
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On a particularly strange morning one Saturday in the middle of April, Mary found herself…
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The population of Droste is one and not one. One, because the only person who lives…
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There are constellations at your feet. They are everywhere, threading like rivers and…
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Munro entered the world gasping. Every time he stepped out of the thruway, the bombardment of scents and sights threw him into a panic…
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Tío Antonio would always claim it was well within his rights to chase off any man who came trespassing into his ranch with a hatchet or…
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Gloria sat at the bar and wondered if coming to Club Mandy tonight was a mistake…
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I curl up on my side, my skin sticking to the plastic mattress, warm where I’ve been laying on it. The movement allows in…
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I wove through unfamiliar city streets, losing myself like I’d read about on the forums, losing myself to find the Bodega…
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I joined a museum club. A club. That visits museums. Also, I’m dead…
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They called to him in his dreams. Out from the hallucinated shadows in his unconscious mind…
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Lark hurried through the streets of Germantown on her way to Joy’s bar, careful to step around the people vomiting on the sidewalk…
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