When I started Arsenika in December 2016, I had no idea what to expect. I’d never edited a magazine before. All I knew was that I wanted to find work that called out to me, and that I’d recognize that work when I saw it. I trusted my sense of aesthetics to highlight pieces that […]
Tag: Issue 8
Deep in the woods, where the sun’s light never reaches to break apart the shadows, through a thicket of brambles and stinging shrubs, there stands a house. It is not made of gingerbread, nor does it walk on chicken’s legs. But it is, for want of a better word, home. My devil trees need feeding. […]
What the Humans Call Heartache
The egg crunched in her fist, yolk oozing between her fingers onto the kitchen counter. She wiped away the mess, dropped the empty carton into the whirring garbage disposal chute, and patted down her apron in the doorway to the dining room. “I’m sorry, ma’am,” said Astrid, “but we seem to have run out of […]
that storm was no accident. I raised my hands& the clouds tumbled in, lightning lashingthe sky’s proud prow they’d chased me across wheat fields& barren hills, my flame a wrongness reflectedin raised shovels burning eyes I got awaysomehow, fistful of thunder scream of windthey ran but I was […]
The Early Teleporter: A Successful Use
Perhaps we are all translated, transformed in our travels, turned in our journeys, changed in our exchanges every day. But I am broken. A single synapse moved and settled in a different quadrant of my brain. An artery never reached my left hand. Memories rewired or gone. I am altered. No one will know. No […]
To Seek a Fairy Sovereign [Diptych]
warning: suicide On a Night Alone, I Have Nothing But My Own There is nothing more beyond the door. There is no kingdom of gods, no wonder, no more. There is never going to be an Empress of Heaven. There was never before, and it will never be then, I will never find IF, WHERE, AND […]