Every witch needs her black cat, but I’m allergic. Continue reading Black Cat by Michael Chin
Wooden planked floor,
soaked in decades-old urine.
Emily new friend soaks in the bath.
I hide behind the mirror. Continue reading Imaginary by Marie Lightman
A splash, followed by a giggle and those baby blue eyes lit up. Continue reading Baby Blue Eyes by Paul Speller
After the first, my star still north and rising,
they patched his purse of blood-burst skin,
my sleeping bud and starless. Continue reading Bleak Row by Laura Potts
Dearest Harold Greene,
You will note the package that accompanies this correspondence odd and query why it is I have sent such to you, allow me to endeavour to elucidate upon its discovery, circumstance and point. Continue reading Yellow Prism by Ashley Bullen-Cutting
Eric taught me on the spot
to wear brush, but not too much,
to wear greasepaint even on my hands. Continue reading I Thought We Were Hunting Elk by Brian Jerrold Koester
Tranur appeared in a ring of fire, large, black and ominous. He immediately saw the one who summoned him, kneeling just outside the circle. Continue reading A Demon’s Favor by Karen Thrower