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If You Can’t See It
Every summer for a week, my grandparents would visit my family in New Orleans from Haiti. Making the nine-hour flight and thirty-minute drive from the airport to Norco. I loved…
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Heavensville
This story is part of the author's Heavensville series of interrelated stories. If you enjoy it, the author invites you to click here to read the other tales in the series.…
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Sleep Singing
My wife had always been a sound sleeper. She never snored, talked in her sleep, nor was she particularly restless. Oftentimes, she'd wake up in the same position she passed…
Read NowWaking Nightmares
Focus on your breathing, silence your mind, drink warm milk, stay away from electronics, keep the room dark, take pills. All the ways the internet had told me to fall…
Read NowViolet: Part 2
The money was running out, but Violet needed to splurge. The loneliness of being on the run was getting to be too much. It was time for some fun, time…
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Where the Caterpillars Die
Fear is only as deep as the mind allows, was my mother’s favorite idiom. Growing up, she never hesitated to use it against my childish fits, whether I was upset…
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The Coral Ridge Bypass
I had always made it a point to avoid that isolated stretch of road like the plague. I’d heard so many stories about it, and even though I was certain…
Read NowDance of Flames
You're probably like me, skeptical of all things unexplained. Never in my life have I believed anything that doesn't have a logical explanation, even if it means I have to…
Read NowMommy, Can I?
“Oh thank you so much for coming at a late notice,” the woman said as soon as she answered the door. “No problem, miss. It’s my job. What can I…
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Death Watch
Hello there, friend, and welcome to Bradshaw, Texas, where the steaks are bloody, andthe trucks are muddy. I wonder if I could invite you to join me as a fly…
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It’s Not the Cough That Carries You Off
I have little memory from before the accident. I know some friends and I, who are amateur ghost hunters, were looking into a supposedly haunted hotel in the city. They…
Read NowI Am The One
I've thought about telling this story for quite a while now, and first and foremost I want to inform you from the very beginning that everything I am about to…
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How Do You Prove You Are Alive?
I’ve been dead now for almost five weeks, it feels different than you might think. Of course, I’m not really dead, if I were I wouldn’t be able to write…
Read NowLoss Alive
* Writer's note - Originally published 2006 in Dark Fire Fiction. I am the author and own the story rights. “It's time I told you about loss, boy.” We sat,…
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The Backroads: Maintenance Tunnels
Hey again… Since that last post actually went through, I should probably let everyone know what happened. Consider it a public service; if you find yourselves getting lost on any…
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My Mom Kidnapped Me, and I Only Found Out When She Died
Part 1 My mom died two weeks ago, and it’s safe to say I was devastated. I had been out for sunblock as the sun scorched with such vengeance it…
Read NowTwo Double A’s
One of my first memories as a child was a funeral. My uncle’s funeral. He was my mom’s half-brother and considerably younger than her as he was from her dad’s…
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Leaves of Three
After the night I just had, I do not know whether I should call the cops, roll up in a ball and cry myself to sleep, or call my therapist.…
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Better Watch Out, Better Not Cry
My parents own a Santa animatronic. I think it tried to kill us. Now, I know what you might be thinking. This story already sounds like a kid’s overactive imagination…
Read NowThings Best Left Buried
I felt it that day, something in the air wasn't right. The morning heat was setting in, and the bugs were eating us alive. The men were tense as the…
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The Clock Strikes Twelve
Read Part One here “Well, I am Death, none can excel! I’ll open the door to Heaven or Hell.” – Ralph Stanley, “O Death,” from “O Brother, Where Art Thou?”…
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The Writer and the Mimic
My wife died at 1:33pm on a Friday afternoon. Her passing was not unexpected. Polly had been diagnosed with breast cancer the year before, and sadly the doctors caught it…
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