stories

Their ship erupts as I bite your lip. Weightless blood-beads cloud your neck. Come, take my last breath. Who says terrorists can’t love?

©2010 Elissa Malcohn

A skull with white flame hair grinned at her. Empty eye sockets glinted. “No one cheats on me and gets away, you’re my wife, not his.”

©2010 Clare Revell

I lost my balance during the jump, so my first glimpse of Earth in weeks came from the cockpit floor, held in my lover’s warm gooey embrace.

©2010 Ari Collins