I was wrapped in linens, the ones my father had traded jars of moss for in a desert town years … More
Tag: short story
Where Mama and the Hallowe’en Leaves Don’t Be
After sunset, and a dead boy sat in a wicker chair on the porch of his mama’s home. Seeing the … More
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
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
Nightingale
A man wakes up lost. Around him, trees—tall as mountains—they block out the sky. The man forgets if there ever … More
Gala on the Grimcoast
I watch Abe under the eaves of night. We’re outside, on the balcony of an opulent estate, just beyond the … More
Winter Wind and the Hay Man
The farmer plodded through the rooms of his home. The sun not fully showing yet, the world outside was washed … More