The Lover

by Serena W. Sorrell   Trail your finger down my spine, oh, love. Trace the outline of my edges. Blow your breath across my skin, oh, love. I’ll give you all my pledges. Oh, love. Oh, burning fingers. Oh, sweet. I love how it lingers. Oh, joy. Oh, your staring eyes. Oh, rapture. You, my…

The Heartsmith

by Serena W. Sorrell Pierre absently watched long, purple shadows cast by the steam-powered sun; they stretched longer and longer in the sputtering sunset. Pierre rubbed the sand out from his over-weary eyes. Yesterday had been a long night spent in trash. He scoured sewers and alleys while his black pig, BiBi, trotted tirelessly beside.…

A Sacrifice of Seasons

by Serena W. Sorrell   Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, was a castle with a garden. It was there--in the soil, in the garden, in the castle, in the faraway kingdom--a seed was buried. Like most seeds, it was very small. So small in fact, even earthworms paid it no mind as they…