The faeries had been visiting the bungalow again. Sprites, to be exact...

The bar was packed, thick with conviviality and syrupy song. The drummer boy drummed. The Christmas tree was rocked around. Mommy kissed...

“How do you deal with the heartbreak?” Lucinda stared into her martini, not daring to look up at his face. Afraid of the answer resting...

He lost his wings. There was an ache where they should have been, though ache wasn’t quite the right word. There was a void around his...

book cover: The Liberators. A cat with pink and green colors added to fur. Sparkly background. Another cat’s ears descending from above....

Jacaranda breathed in the scent of her namesake tree. It was in its rare second bloom, just in time for the start of school and the long...

Or was it…something else? It all began in the murky depths, Surrounded by sharks and Waving fronds of kelp. The sperm whale came, Cutting...