Little Apple of Death

she arrives
            a train of gasoline up her back
                        her gown of dust goes up in flames
smoke blinds the rest, now they hear
but if not, she will circle them in ash and remove the choice

Tiffany Meuret is a writer and desert-dweller from Phoenix, Arizona. Her work has has been published or is forthcoming with Four Chambers and the SFWA blog. Additionally, she was a 2018 attendee of the Futurescapes conference in Utah. Find her on Twitter at @TMeuretBooks.

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