Flash Fiction · Stories

(Members)IN SLEEP WE WAKE

…In the dream dimension, you’re a prey animal. A rabbit, or maybe a mouse. You’re small, weak and defenseless. When something like me comes by, it’s like a hawk’s shadow passing overhead. You freeze, metaphorically. That’s where your dreams go sour, where the nightmares start to eat away at the edges. And that’s just what happens when you notice me…

Flash Fiction · Stories

(Members)Parasites

…The leaves rustle heavily, and I recoil as the shaman comes forward. She’s an Elapid, sinuous and thick, and glossy as the leaves. She looks down at us through red and ochre beaded cords draped around her triangular head and down her body. I glance back at my mother, but she’s already raised her eyes to the ceiling, clasping her hands in prayer…