Cleo, performing a surprisingly effective creativity ritual in her studio.
Cleo
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
Quinne
Quinne walked alone in the wilderness, initially in an attempt to forget her troubles—troubles acquired during her previous attempt to not be alone. But the further she wandered, the more she felt she was moving toward something unknown rather than away from anything she knew…
Anya
Anya, directing a music video on her first night shoot…
Millie
The first time Millie was suddenly cornered by several black SUVs, hooded and herded into one of them by burly men wearing suits, sunglasses and earpieces, she'd reacted as you might imagine anyone would…
Julietta
Julietta was proud of herself for making it up into the tree without injury, though considerably less proud of the reasons that prompted her to climb it in the first place…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…
Mila & Milana
Mila & Milana loved nothing more than to scare the crap out of hotel guests, lingering in the long hallways for hours, waiting for one unsuspecting innocent after another to come around a corner and spot them…
Parker
Parker, in the future, on her scooter, readying to no longer be parked…
Tricia
There was no universe in which Tricia was not obsessed with flight. In tandem with her obsession came its inevitable, plentiful opposition: a cavalcade of obstacles meant to prevent her ascent to the skies…
Zubaida
Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…