Cathryn Grant

When the woman smiled, her teeth were individually perfect, but the smile overall was off-balance. “I prefer you call me mother-in-love.” Tami’s throat tight...

She inserted the weeding tool into the soil. Carefully, she worked the metal prong around the roots, pushing deeper. When she thought she’d found the largest...

Her: Why is he looking at me like that? Him: Smile, bitch. Would it really kill you to admit I exist? Her: If I smile, he’ll think it’s an invitation. Him: I...

The chair was empty. But she always saw him sitting there.

The hallway was dark, all but one of the motion-activated lights unlit for the past hour. A crash interrupted the stillness. The building was secured. Everyt...

The first time he told that story, she’d laughed. The next one-hundred-thirty-three times, her laughter deflated, then dissipated, finally dissolving into no...

It happened so fast. Birth. Hope. The anticipation of beauty. Decay. Despair. Death. Lasting no longer than a passing thought.

The sound was faint, audible only when her eyes were closed. She lay in bed, hearing jaws masticating as if the creatures were inside her skull, chewing thei...

Clouds had settled across the entire sky. They sat there like a thick blanket, smothering everything. He closed his eyes against the cold breeze and their op...

She walked briskly, inhaling the pre-dawn air. Ahead on the path stood a crow. His eyes bored into her. She slowed, advancing cautiously, certain her presenc...

She twisted the ring, angling it so the sun reflected off the diamond. With a mind of its own, the ring slid off her finger. It pinged against the grate and ...

Every night in the dark, the questions appeared. Why? When?! What if..? How long?? Should I?!? In the morning, the white board was wiped clean.

The colors of the painting were rich with life. She gazed at it every morning while she sipped her tea. Today, something drew her closer. The red was darker,...

It was vibrant green. A color impossible to imitate with paint. She picked it up, already tasting the juice, chewing the flesh. She opened her mouth, moving ...

A string of ants glided up the wall as if wheels were strapped to their tiny feet. Individually, they were delicate and perfectly designed. A marvel. En mass...

Throughout the salad course, the man on the opposite side of the restaurant had kept his eyes locked on Ben. As Ben drew the knife through his steak, the sta...

Egg yolk slid across the counter, carried by the elusive albumen. She wiped at it with a paper towel, but it slipped out of her fingers. After four more trie...