Million to One
“We could hear the squealing churn of van tires slicked with mud and adrenaline, carving deep into deserts soaked with rain…”
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How to Disappear
“It’s here, rising first into steam, then fog, until you dissipate and there’s nothing left at all…”
Sunny in the Rain
“The sky broke open in rain hammering down so fast it smeared the mountains. We shot back across the field in screams…”
Sawed-Off Shotgun
The late-night, grainy mugshot of the woman with a coy smile tugging at her lips betrayed her name, finally, at the bottom: Brandy Wright. No one knew where she got it at first. No one understood why she felt the …
Scattered Threads on Dancing Winds
In the few months before cancer took hold of my grandmother, she’d flown down the coast from New York to visit us for one last Virginia summer together. I was about ten at the time and old enough to know …
A Snow Globe Summer
“The signs were there. We could’ve seen it had we chosen not to be blissfully unaware but, by the time we noticed, it was already too late…”
To the Girl and Her Rabbit
“The grave markers dotting the grass felt like constellations pulling us back into orbit, one tiny orange flag at a time…”
A Sky Full of Candles
“A scream caught in my throat as I broke into a sprint toward him. Propane fumes tinged the air and red bloomed over us, a wildflower in winter…”
From the Edge of the Mountain
“I braced as we catapulted for the runway, jaw clenched, and thinking of anything but landfall. But the longer I stared at the mountain, the more I saw what kept me here to begin with…”
The Consequences of Forgotten Things
“I saw her charcoal hair streaming behind her, flowing freely in the breeze. I saw her laughing, bursting with life above all the forgotten things left buried . . .”