Author: Elizabeth

Elizabeth Atherton is a writer and artist living in Southern California.

Bedding Ritual

She went to see the man. She went to the hotel. He regarded her dress with delight. “You look poppish!” he said. Their first languages were not the same; in her mind she cycled through meanings: “puffy”, “like a puppy”, “like a doll”. He said, “Like a 60s pop singer!” After a while they lay […]

I am very grateful to the publications who have shared my work this year: the Arcade Materials project, Meat for Tea, Beacon Quarterly, and Salt Hill Journal (not pictured). May 2020 bring me into new work and new friendships. May we all serve our art well. Music: “I Am Not Zen”, Ambulance

You can now read my essay “Light City” in the pdf of Beacon Quarterly’s “Four Eyes” issue. You can buy the beautiful print issue on Beacon’s site—and keep an eye on the Beacon blog, where at some future date you will be able to read one of my new short stories.

Kim Gets the Fear

Here is a section from a light novel I wrote in college and never intended to publish. The novel is a ghost story about a man called Joachim (“Kim”), invited to the countryside where he grew up for a reunion by his childhood friends. Inside the grocery they filled a cart with plant-based foods. Kim washed […]

I Am a Fish in a Vessel of Water

  I have some ghost stories to tell you until Halloween. This one is about colonial America. John made the arrangement in quiet and not long ago. Christmas came like his wife’s cold toes in the night and with irritation he moved from it. All the winter passed under the shape of his project. In […]