In her first collection of short fiction, Damien Angelica Walters weaves her lyrical voice through suffering and sorrow, teasing out the truth and discovering hope.
Sometimes a thread pulled through the flesh is all that holds you together. Sometimes the blade of a knife or the point of a nail is the only way you know you’re real. When pain becomes art and a quarter is buried deep within you, all you want is to be seen, to have value, to be loved. But love can be fragile, folded into an origami elephant while you disappear, carried on the musical notes that build a bridge, or woven into an illusion so real, so perfect that you can fool yourself for a little while. Paper crumples, bridges fall, and illusions come to an end. Then you must pick up the pieces, stitch yourself back together, and shed your fear, because that is when you find out what you are truly made of and lift your voice, that is when you Sing Me Your Scars.
Weightless Author Interview: Damien Angelica Walters.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Part I: Here
Sing Me Your Scars
All the Pieces We Leave Behind
Girl, With Coin
Paskutinis Iliuzija (The Last Illusion)
Glass Boxes and Clockwork Gods
Sugar, Sin, and Nonsuch Henry
Part II: And The Now
Running Empty in a Land of Decay
The Taste of Tears in a Raindrop
Always, They Whisper
Dysphonia in D Minor
Shall I Whisper to You of Moonlight, of Sorrow, of Pieces of Us?
Immolation: A Love Story
Part III: And Away
Melancholia in Bloom
Iron and Wood, Nail and Bone
And All the World Says Hush
They Make of You a Monster
Paper Thin Roses of Maybe
Grey in the Gauge of His Storm
Like Origami in Water
Sing Me Your Scars revolves in the mind’s eye in a kaleidoscope of darkness and wonder.
—Laird Barron, author of The Croning and The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All
Damien Angelica Walters writes prose as sharp as a scalpel. With surgical precision, she slices through her characters’ veneers to lay bare the secret scars underneath, the knots of fear and desire twisting them. The women and men in these stories struggle against their own, oddly-beautiful damage, and even when they succumb to it, the narrative is never less than compelling. Anatomist of dreams and nightmares, Walters is a writer to watch.
—John Langan, author of The Wide, Carnivorous Sky and Other Monstrous Geographies