Smallara

A sickness wrapped around Charity as Alejandra carried her from the cramped bedroom. The thin walls of the dingy apartment now felt like an impenetrable fortress. Only with Alejandra could…

Charity’s body tensed as the creak of shifting bedsprings cut through the quiet. The rhythmic breathing that had filled the room like a low, steady tide faltered, then caught. A…

Charity’s eyes blinked open to a dim golden haze, filtered sunlight bleeding through the frayed fabric of plaid cotton above her like stained glass through a ruined cathedral. For a…

The car’s hum had long faded by the time Charity really noticed the silence. She was too lost in the soft static roaring inside her own skull, the place where…

Charity’s breath rattled in her chest as Dr. Garza prepped the injector. She watched the tiny glass capsule slip into the metal tip, so small, so neat, just a speck…