spooky intrigue

I saw what I saw

Patrick Malka
It was Halloween 1999. I sat in the front seat of the Dodge Caravan, my dad in the middle of a championship rant about punctuality. I was late coming out of my ...
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Talking Head

Jan Stinchcomb
Holly doesn’t know these woods. She is a stranger to these trees, with their menacing branches, just as she is a stranger in the nearest town. She doesn’t know ...
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Admissible

Mingpei Li
It was the same feeling. What you would hear described as bone-tingling, and what I had, myself, described the same way. A heavy coldness at the point where ...
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Shrekathon

James Callan
Chantal knew that when Astral Projections, her local cinema, decided to showcase a Shrek event, an overnight, back to back to back to back showing of Shrek, Shr...
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Carillon

Erin Lyndal Martin
Stief accepted the gig for us to play a Halloween show in Centralia. We told him to back out, that we’d land us a spot at Urban Bloodbath and we wouldn’t have t...
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Waste Not

Chelsea Stickle
Every night we get drunk on a dead woman’s wine. We run eucalyptus bubblebaths to sooth our over-worked bodies and lather ourselves in her lotions and creams. W...
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The Cabinet

Ant Verdi
“Why come out here for peace if everything is still so goddamn loud?” I ask the empty room. Brushes and scratches fill the cabin's air, the caked artificial ...
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Prehensile

Thomas Mixon
Before Waze, before GPS, before MapQuest, there were road atlases, and before forgotten drinks in the trunk of a grandfathered vehicle – exempt from emissions t...
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