The Art of Lying | Eva Myers

The Art of Lying | Eva Myers

"I always had this dreadful habit of looking down nervously and twiddling my thumbs when I was lying to people. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I still do..."
Seeds | Kathryn H. Ross

Seeds | Kathryn H. Ross

"Emmaline tasted the inside of her mouth and thought of fire—in the grate, flickering on a match, billowing beneath rocket ships, blazing in the sky..."
The Bone Cans | James Guthrie

The Bone Cans | James Guthrie

"On a bed of bastard nails, face down in the bristles, I can’t tell cut from eyelash. Both are black slashes, stubbly, silhouetted..."