Friday, February 14, 2014

"The Color of Electrically Brilliant" by Chloe N. Clark in Menacing Hedge

For years afterwards Marina would imagine that the dead were following her. They walked the same streets as her, always a pace behind or ahead, peering into windows and delighting in the objects that they could never purchase. They would haunt— and here she would suddenly understand that word— the same cafes as her. Read story here.

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