My flash fiction, ‘What She Would Spend Her Money On‘ is up on the brand new Sundog Lit:
She would get huge slabs of carcass from best-beloved cattle. Smooth marbled flesh. She would hang these in a specially prepared cellar and frighten herself with their bodies and pungency in the dark. She would buy up old china tea sets, the kind so thin they seem unwell and you fear to hold them…
This flash is from my work in progress, Dear Friends and Gentle Hearts. There’s plenty of other delights over there – I know I’ll be digging in as a reward for this afternoon’s work on said ms. My story, Boy Cyclops is still story of the week on Smokelong Quarterly, if you want to read more:
I met my friend the cyclops for a drink at a downbeat cocktail bar with damp green walls and mismatched furniture. We went all sorts of places together. Today, he was buying. He’d recently come into some suspect fortune. He was playing tarot on the table nearest the aquarium.