After sunset, and a dead boy sat in a wicker chair on the porch of his mama’s home. Seeing the … More
Author: Swan Whitefly
Halloween is Upon Us, so Get to Reading…
Hello, whoever is out there, My Halloween tale “The Last Ghoulies of the Season” has been chosen as a finalist … More
Just a Little Light Reading For the Flight
Tart Apples
A moon swayed lightly in the sky. The slug slimed its way up and over the steps until it reached a … More
Rotting Fruit
‘Crawl in,’ coaxed the cat, who smelled of rotting fruit and mildew. His sharp mouth sat agape. The sparrow, who … More
When in August the First We Be
The cycle came back around, started over, and as with magical things, August returned with the wind. A warm wind, … More
We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon
In a part of the world where you’ve never been, a meadow glows. With tulips and carnations and lilies and … More
Ears Go Deaf, Scarecrow Goes Stuffed
My left ear was clogged. A pressure inside that was uncomfortable, but not debilitating. I had become almost entirely deaf … More
Hanako Learns to Count
You can’t will yourself to die. You just can’t. I’ve been trying. Believe me. Sixty years now I’ve been holding … More
By Banana Slug Falls
Are you a banana, banana slug? Tell me Do Tell me do I feel my mind, I literally feel it … More