Flash fiction / Originally published in Pidgeonholes, Volume 5: Sisu (Jan 2016) / Best of the Net 2016 nominee.
“But deeper, the anger was there, in the tight coil of her tendons, in the disappearing space between her bones as her short fingers clenched into fists.
She held them until the color disappeared from her knuckles, until her entire hand was white from rage—except for a small slice of red, a cut from a ragged nail where the bright spark of hate at her fingertips could slip into her soft tissue, calcify in her blood and coat the inside of her skin.”
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Jessica June Rowe 