My Boy, When you read this letter, I will be dead. I’m sorry, but you need to let me go. If you don’t, I might start haunting people, and...

The first time we saw it, we were rowing under Barnes Bridge, cool shadows flooding our lungs with their mossy scent. Like the black...

I fell asleep with my left hand resting on my phone, and when I woke up the phone had become part of me. My hand had grown around it, had...

There once was a husband and wife who had lived in a big city out West. They were a happy couple who enjoyed teaching high school...

Spring break meant a trip south of Atlanta to Georgia’s fat bottom. Ama’s grandparents lived in a house there with two bedrooms, a single...

If Your Father Dies on Holiday in India and His Brother Whom You’ve Never Met Conducts His Funeral, Then Where For You Paining? CW:...

Appetizers I remember your fingertips—your fingertips. I remember your fingertips during our first dinner, and how I was nervous, but...

Don’t turn around. Throw your wallet behind you,” the raspy voice says. My breath escapes into the early morning air in the form of a...

A flash of fantail wing, a clack of beak on glass. Elena watches the bird zip between the windows of her study and the kitchen. She...

From the diary of Cassandra Austen, sister of Jane Austen I have a choice, one which I fear may attract some consternation and regret....

She liked doing it to music. It relaxed her, she said, helped her focus. “On what?” I asked. “The situation,” she said. The niche between...

Hel is perched in the large bay window of Hemlock Tattoo Removal. Her serpentine tail curls around her, flicking in time with the sound...

You find condom wrappers in the couch while we wait for the power to come back on. It is an old couch, covered in torn, brown faux...

Lisle Donker (back row, second from the right) with daughters Anne, Freda, Dagmar, Maud, and grandchildren circa 1901 Long dresses still...

My previous expectations regarding the hereafter were closer to worms than to bareass comrades. Amazingly enough, Death was not it, and...

A sudden tap on the shoulder made her twitch. She looked up at the scruffy bearded man as she yanked a little oval pill out of his hand...

“Where does the moon go during the day?” The child stands with his hands in his pockets, his head craned towards the sky. A wide expanse...

Note from author: Soft Serve is a little piece voiced by two narrators, one a young girl full of enthusiasm and just making her way into...

Jody and I were in the strip club. Music blared and strobe lights pulsed on a small stage. In the spotlight, a dancer was wrapping, and...

On the day Sheila drives off in their new Chevy Silverado, John walks down to the lake and tests the ice. Thankfully, it holds, so he...