Aniridia is wrestling with the end of the world, who has already used four illegal tactics including her teeth. “You can’t win,” whispers the end of the world in Aniridia’s sweating ear. ...
She frames it like she saw on a TV show once, studs at sixteen inches, or anyway the breadth of two spread hands. Without sheetrock, she panels the walls in masonite, like an old movie set facade...
She feels the end of the world stroke her throat with fingers like truth and death. She swallows. A tear crawls down her cheek. Aldous opens her burning eyes. The auditorium is empty. She is, as ...
Aniridia closes her eyes and it comes burning at her, the one memory she never summons, the day her father didn’t come home. It was incongruous and beautiful, a sunset like brushfire. She sat a...
“You aren’t supposed to see this,” says the end of the world. Aniridia looks out at the auditorium and the dead filling its seats, quiet and still. Â I didn’t intend to,” she says. ...