Father loved me better than my sisters. That sounds desirable, yes? To be best loved, to be the one desired?
The dresses he gave me were golden as the sun, luminescent as the moon, bright as the stars. They weighed more...
Illustration by Guinevere von Sneeden
• You can lace your own corset without assistance.
• You wear corsets.
• When your friends order cocktails, you prefer a neat whiskey—or champagne if you’re feeling feisty.
• You believe music sounds best when played on...
In her first memory of this life, she clutched two pecans in her small hands. Warm brown with tabby cat black stripes, dry and cool to the touch. She might have gathered an empty husk, too, its edges curled as...
Illustration by Guinevere von Sneeden
Wassail, drink hail to the sleeping trees blanketed in a white cloak of snow, under the dark of night. Leave the warmth of the fire and sing to them through the dark of winter, promising that spring...
In the land of the Sand Riders, where women go veiled from top to toe, there lived a young man who dreamed of love. But he was too young to think of marriage, and according to the customs of...
Illustration by GUINEVERE VON SNEEDEN
Charumati glanced over her shoulder, just once. Her gaze swept the celestial palace where she had spent her life.
How it sparkled, all silver and ebony, this abode of the various nakshatras and their court. How...
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Illustrated by Guinevere von Sneeden
On the craggy west coast of Ireland in the 16th century, between the sloping green and misty valleys on one side and the crashing waves of the wild Atlantic on the other, nestled the barony...
Monodon Monoceros: one tooth, one horn. Or one toothed unicorn. Narwhals are dappled grey whales that live in the Arctic, wielding nine-foot-long tusks. Their remote, icy habitat has shrouded them in mystery for centuries, weaving them into myth and legend.
Growing...
I. An expedition
More scientists than sirens, the mermaids
gather specimens with the stalking skill
of anglerfish. They catalogue all evidence
in an abyssopelagic lab, sterile in the steam
from deep sea vents. Tube-worms witness
their collections grow and inquiries unfold:
how cloth and air might...