• The Ugliest Thing -- What is the nature of ugliness? First published in The Dark Krypt.
  
  


• Fairyborn -- Can fairytales exist in the modern world? First published in SDO Fantasy.
  
  


• The Stars Are Crying -- What if evil was beautiful... and your only hero was a simple-minded brute? First published in Gateway SF.
  
  


• Tigergirl -- A young adult superhero story, originally published in Spinetingler.
  
  


• Fluff and the Lion -- A children's story about self-acceptance. First published in Kisses for Kids.
  
  


• An Old Tale -- A story of tragedy and love. First published in AlienSkin.
  
  


• Cyclops -- How much would you sacrifice to be "normal"? First published in AlienSkin.
  
  


• Bluebell and the Giant -- A children's story, originally published at Beyond Centauri Magazine, issue 16.
  
  


• The Greatest Show -- A dark tale of television gone too far. First published in AlienSkin.
  
  


• Beauty and the Bot -- Can you tell machine from human? First published in Nevermore.
  
  


• Mister Happiness -- A macabre horror tale of depression. First published in Dark Krypt.
  
  


• Harbinger -- A story first published in The Emporium Gazette.

• Amethysts and Grave Stones -- First published in Poe Little Thing magazine
  
  
  
• Sleeping in a Drawer -- First published in issue 14 of Flesh & Blood magazine
  
  
  
• Youth -- Available now at Orson Scott Card's Strong Verse
  
  
  
• Seek Me -- Available now in the Harrow
  
  
  
• The Moon's for Sale -- First published in Between Kisses
  
  
  
• Almost Alive -- Available now in The Harrow
  
  
  
• Desert Song -- First published in ChiZine
   
  
  
• Issa's Song of Songs -- First published in ChiZine
   
  
  
• Autumn -- Now available in issue 15 of Flesh & Blood

The little girl huddled in the corner, weeping silently. Her hair covered her face, strewn with straw. Lice crawled in her kerchief. Her stockings were torn, and her toes peeked out of holes in her shoes, blue with cold. She was hugging a doll--a frayed, tattered thing that only her love made more than rags. Her teardrops soaked the toy as she rocked it, and her lips mumbled into its ears. “It'll be all right, Stuffings, don't be scared. I won't let the monster hurt you… ”