Meerkat Press

“Gerard turned away and ignored the cruelty of the meerkats, tore it from his mind. Lucretia needed a heart.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Secret Life

“Marvin, you're here now," Vale said. He stood up, his knees popping. "The food sucks. They have severed animal heads in the bar. I don't know if you know that." His cigarette sparked against the gravel and he ratcheted open my walker in front of me. "But you're among friends, okay, and you're still walking upright and taking solids. You're winning. Anything beyond that is thinking too far ahead”
― Keith Rosson, Smoke City

“You sit beside the sorcerer, your love, and unzip your ribs. Tucked under your heart is a small oak box, plain and unvarnished. You offer it to the sorcerer. 'I brought this for you.”
― A. Merc Rustad, Love Hurts: A Speculative Fiction Anthology

“Leaning to kiss again, not a peck, not his cheek, with a sudden heat that surprises them both, cupping his face, sucking his tongue.”
― Kathe Koja, Dark Factory