“I just got a message about a camp not far from here,” Pierrot looked up from his computer screen. “We could do some damage if we liked.” Collie yawned and looked away from her husband. The image of the chimera was still vivid in her mind, the gray-washed horizon still …

Lessie shifts uncomfortably in the metal box that is her home. Metal walls, metal floor, metal ceiling, and a metal knob and pedal in front of her. She must sit with her knees crammed up and press the pedal and turn the knob and watch as money circulates, circulates. The …

“You’re a shiftless girl Collie, and make no mistake!” Casanova smiled while delivering the barb. Collie stormed around throwing things this way and that, shaking her blonde curls indignantly. Her white cotton skirt flounced, she wore silk white stockings underneath, and white lace garters sporting tiny white bows. She had …

A gray dawn opened clear and fair, the patchwork land spreading out from the window like a picture Collie dropped her stitching and stared hard, watching through the glass as though she could melt it. The glass shivered. Collie swiped at her eyes and stifled a sob that rose up …

He tugged on his face, a grotesque mask, a mockery of humanity. His pupils dilated, and he breathed out a long, slow breath. It convulsed in the air, not sure yet whether it would dissipate or shimmer. He scratched at his skin, his post-skin, and had an idea of luminescence. …