Jen Harvey

Fiction

  • We Prowled The Taiga

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    Jen

    We prowled the Taiga, a ghostly light, green and ephemeral dancing across the sky. Beautiful. Haunting us. Like a howl at the moon. And with it, the air changed as the light shifted something. We feel it, the tingle of it. A little snap as it twitches through our spines. Perhaps it is also this

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  • Dog Collar

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    Jen

    My removal was a final act of tenderness. Moments before, eye to eye, she made the decision. Fidelity, it turns out,takes many forms. She stroked his head and they inhaled together. But when she breathed again, hers was the only breath, and she suffocated it with a shudder of tears. From that moment I lay

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  • Shape Shifter

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    Jen

    SHAPE SHIFTER For Jo Bell As a child, you did not understand how I could also be a solid. That in winter, you could hold in your hand an ice cold shard. You tried to remember me in summer, how I had flowed then like a river, sunlight glancing off the surface as you swam

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  • Julia’s Garden

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    Jen

    They served her notice. In three days they would come to clear it away. It was dangerous, they said. A public nuisance, they said. People could trip and fall, they said. It had to go. More than once they said that. But she had watched them, these hapless pedestrians. Ambling down the street, minding their

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  • Twitter Fiction

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    Jen

    One of the surprising things I have discovered on Twitter is the range of writing challenges that are hosted there. It’s been refreshing to be forced to think within the very restricting confines of 140 characters, and it has been a lot of fun to join in with some of these exercises. In particular I

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