Dark henna bleeds deep beneath her skin. Vines twist around fingers; an ancient eye keeps watch over the serpent hidden among the leaves. Yet it is the phoenix, swooping down with fiery wings, who alights against memory’s pulse, clearing a path so she can once again believe in happy endings.
Kristin Tenor finds inspiration in life’s quiet details and believes in their power to illuminate the extraordinary. Her work has appeared in various literary journals including The Midwest Review, Bending Genres, Milk Candy Review, Spelk Fiction, among others. She is the Flash Fiction Editor at CRAFT Literary. Learn more at kristintenor.com or find her on Twitter at @KristinTenor.