I have a can of ashes. It is all that is left of my parents.
They want taken to some faraway place, some hippy-dippy part of the world, some beach in Fiji. S...
I try not to clear my throat in public, but accidents happen. It was winter. I had a cold. I stifled the bodily noise with my palm, but a guy a table away still...
Plot twists aren't the only measure of a life well lived but they might be the best one, Tyler concludes after many idle hours pondering the wild but moderately...
The scene looks like a Caravaggio portrait, shaded in chiaroscuro from the streetlamp above. The Preacher stands on a flipped-over milk crate at the corner of P...
“Darkness Falls, Jaws, The Ring, Scream, The Grudge, Halloween, Halloween II, Halloween III: the Season of the Witch, Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Myers,...
The Friday when rent was due, Katelyn moved out. It took one trip with her Geo. She took pride in her entire life residing in a duffel bag, safe, and gray tote ...
They don’t scream like we do.
Pleasure-howls that twist around walls and bleed through the cracks underneath locked doors. Yips that crash into the echoes th...
Stare straight into the Marionette’s bulging, white foam-ball eyes starting immediately after Mom tucks you in, clicks your bedroom door shut. That terribl...
So, my scared stupid moment is super on-brand and I apologize. I can't help it, okay? This state really is goddamn weird. I wake up and there's a marching band ...
I used to run out of the room when the opening theme came on, with the very 90s night-filtered montages of empty row boats and swing sets, the match lit up unde...
Dear Great Witch Madge,
It was great seeing you at the last Witch & a Steak barbecue. Those kababs you made were insane. Sadly, I am not writing today t...
Jacob and Connie pack up their Subaru and back out of the driveway to their house, better known as the Most Haunted House in Drexel Hill. So consumed are they w...
If you are ever to get rid of Him, you have to read this and follow what I say religiously. I didn’t and now… It’s safe to say I didn’t give this to you, that y...
Wherein Madigan Fiske failed to transcend circumstance and forgive crimes against his soul, but was begrudgingly forced to accept the love of the many.
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It’s dawn and my contacts feel like freeze-dried apple rounds on my eyeballs. To win the game, all I have to do is tap the marshmallows at the exact moment of t...
There was an especially ebullient morning on the farm in late August. My skin at the time was raw from interminable afternoons in late July, but that day a west...
All of your stories begin with Lee. You can’t help yourself. Whatever year it is, whatever bar you’re in, inevitably his name rolls off your tongue and you say ...
Black sludge seeps from the walls; drops from the ceiling and splashes against my face. I do not even close my eyes, though some drips in. My skin, from neck to...
Have you come to get me Lyra? I have been stuck in Celebration for the last sixteen years, and I am not asking for anything more than I left with. You can retur...
Being myself a grown man, I was having an argument with a child, the particular subject of which was whether a certain artist, who the child had dismissed as me...
Coming soon: a bit of hookless prose.
At the bus stop, which is the same, some decades older in body, 503 years older by soul, perhaps a great deal more, tho...
My name is Lawrence. I’m sixteen years old, and I live in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I go to school and get stoned and skate with my friends. I have a girlfriend...
“Initial here and…sign here.”
Cyra shook her tired wrist and made her mark.
Greeves turned the page. “And here. Excellent. Now, there is one last order of...
Night is for walking and thinking and making the most of the opportunities you are given, and she firmly believes this. She had one set over at The Cellar, and ...
I’m sitting in a cafe in Boston, and my present state of mind is manic.
What is your present state of mind?
It’s a question typed on a crumpled piece of p...
Some people ask me how I spend my time, I remain silent, but the words I heal sit at the tip of my tongue that is usually always covered with the remnants of Or...