“Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.”
When she reaches for him, he responds with such passion that their desperate kiss knocks her mask askew. Below the edge of painted porcelain, carmine smears her lips. He sees its color in the last of the light, as the shadows lengthen across Carcosa.
For an image of voluptuous despair, it’s hard to beat Lost Carcosa. I’ve long be fascinated by this city with its masks and towers and fearsome nobility and the book it hails from– The King in Yellow, at turns horrific and enchanting, always cryptic. The volume is a cipher in which readers can discover their own desires and fears. When Circlet Press put out a call for microfiction around the theme of ‘Yellow,’ it wasn’t hard to find a vein to tap into.

Sunset, Moonrise, Shadows Falling is live on the Circlet website today.
I love writing for Circlet’s Microfictions because flash is a great form to get to the heart of a sexy idea and try it out. While you’re getting your erotic flash fic, you might also be excited to check out pieces from two of the authors from the New Smut Project: Annabeth Leong’s “Fear-Desire-Love” and “Latex Hack” by Dee Maselle.
Published on March 11, 2015 10:49