by Kateri Lanthier | Jan 19, 2017
FASHION ADVICE FOR ETERNITY Leave that Tiffany bling. It’s a pile of cold cash. Facile, faceted carbon copies. Give us jewelry or give us death. The Seven Cities of Cíbola, a Spanish fantasy, led to ruined pueblos, disease, yes, death. But here’s what the...
by Kateri Lanthier | Jun 6, 2016
COMMUNION Here I am, a thinly veiled excuse, piety prettied in a party dress, a child bride among child brides. Doe-eyed at the window, itself a doe’s eye, rimmed with cold grey velvet stone. The wafer tastes like nothing I’ve known. White patent...
by Kateri Lanthier | Jul 20, 2015
But I followed instructions! Wring blood from a stone and use the drops as lip gloss. My new job is branding mascara. This one’s called “The Tracks of My Tears.” At the baby grand, my pearly whites dissolved to box-office poison. Sawzall, Adderall, bias-cut satin:...
by Kateri Lanthier | May 9, 2014
Crocuses, you’re down there somewhere, but, sorry to say, I forgot you existed. The New Ferocity gave me brain-freeze; the continent a crystal skull of ice. Across a gyre of debris-field waves, your imperial purple has been dredged from floods....
