Victor Whiskey by Emily Ward

His mother laughed during labor, breathless, hair plastered to her slick forehead, and blessed his father for the cowl. He grew up in hand-me-down boots. One glance from him was like a gust of wind, knocking you off-balance and blowing your parka wide open. Seven saw him carrying mushrooms, tomatoes, and bread for his mother, […]

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Star by Kayla King

A fruit is really just a seed and once it grows and seeps with sweet blood they will want to sink carnivorous teeth into its soft flesh. Wait too long and that glowing orb will fade and falter, shrink to skin and spill its insides, trickling through heart and soul into thick syrup; homemade jam. […]

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