Byewash
Byewash was published in Issue 96 of AGNI.
Thirty-one hours of travel later, I was on the train back from the airport, bumping against a sweet kid with his last meal all over his face who thought my luggage was a handhold. On the walk home I stopped for the necessities: NyQuil and ice cream. I didn’t usually mess around with sleep aids, but desperate times.
The Walking King
The Walking King was shortlisted for the 2022 Bristol Short Story Prize and published in Volume 15 of the anthology.
Nested like the yolk in an egg, wick in a lamp, ball in a dog’s mouth was a house with four windows. The east and west windows were for seeing the sun rise and come down again; through the north window they kept a lookout for the winter winds.
NOISE
Noise was a finalist on Glimmer Train’s Very Short Fiction Top 25 and has been published in Wigleaf.
She went deaf for four months and was hit by a car. Broad daylight and she was walking across the street at a perfectly normal pace on a quiet road. The car slowed down—maybe to let her get out of the way—and then kept on driving until she was thrown onto the hood.
WATERMELON
Watermelon has been published by Lost Balloon.
When I was four, we grew a watermelon in the backyard garden, under the split-trunk oak. Every morning the screen door would rattle from the passing of my two velcro sandals and the neighbor’s dog would bark as I squatted, square knees and dirty hands, to inspect that watermelon.
WIGLEAF FEATURES
Wigleaf has featured two correspondences with Ellen Ellis:
andromeda in the white room
andromeda in the white room has been published by The Bookends Review
A story does not always come in a row like rising corn: sometimes it comes in pieces. I’m sorry to say that we will begin in the third act and leave the first alone. See, below.
We begin with Andromeda. She is standing in a white room. In front of her is the mother who bore her — or, rather, some of this mother. Andromeda watches. Her eyes are like a snake’s: unreadable.