Anastasia, My Broken Bird by Claire Guyton
If she had not been the sort of princess who, as a child, liked to trip her servants, would she have come to this moment?
She Said Her Favourite Colour Was Haddock by Elisabeth Ingram Wallace
Haddock is not a colour I said, but she talked about rainbows and I saw them too. A colour you can catch and throw back in.
Ten Months with Octopus by Angela Readman
Even when severed from the body, the limbs of an octopus can function on their own. I clean outside the tanks at Sea Land and catch the display, rubber squidgy screaming over wet glass.
A Triptych by Barry Basden
For three days, the Traveling Wall—half, maybe three-quarter size—stands on a hill in a far corner of the fort, away from the bustle of the main post. Families of a certain age and old-timers in boonie hats file past shiny black panels.
Interview with Meg Tuite
Sandra Arnold Interviews Meg Tuite about her story in NEW MICRO (W.W. Norton & Co., 2018)