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I Eat Crows
I killed my first crow when I was nine. I wish I could say it was an accident, but that'd be a lie.I'd been watching it for about a week.…
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The Way of All Flesh
The body of the tramp had lain in the cellar of the house on Burgundy Street for several weeks now. He had finally shuffled off the mortal coil less than…
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What is happening in my new house?
Hey, something weird happened to me last night and I need a little help wrapping my head around it. My wife Steph and I moved into this beautiful raised ranch…
Read NowLooking to Kill a Dog
The day was edging toward dusk, the sun casting long shadows across the backyard. I remember the cicadas' hum filling the air, marking the middle of summer, a relentless reminder…
Read NowThe Cat in the Windowsill
I would first like to clarify that I do not want to write this. My therapist ordered it. They said, “Revisit the wounds until they stop bleeding.” I take the…
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The Wolves of These Frozen Woods
I can’t stand to be back here. This tiny, rural town I grew up in, it makes my skin crawl to see everything around me. I’m well into middle-age now,…
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The Canary
I didn’t know what to think as she slinked towards me, fresh from her afternoon swim. Still in her favorite black bikini. Wet hair slicked back. Wearing pitch-black sunglasses that…
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The Leaves Told Her So
Charlotte woke early in the morning on April 25th, 1678. She rose from bed, brushed her usual mess of blonde hair, and put on her favorite red dress and matching…
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The Cat Did It
The scene was gruesome. As if I had walked not inside an apartment in Pune, but a Hollywood horror movie set. The plain white floor tiles were drenched in blood,…
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A Hunter in the Dark
Gunnar Viermetz, a hunter for a specialized organization, scanned the side door of his reinforced white van. He looked at his contract for details about the animal his bosses wanted…
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Something Crawling…
Bryan Miller was sitting at home, watching TV alone. He was dressed in his favourite pajamas, and slouched lazily in his armchair. It was a Saturday night, and he wasn’t…
Read NowThe Best Father’s Day Catch
The campfire crackled, sending orange sparks up into the heavy canopy of pines. The night was thick and dark, smelling of pine needles, river mud, and burnt marshmallows. Five boys…
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Cracks in the Cavern
“Bone is lightweight, durable, and responsive. A bridge made of steel cannot double its length, but bone both grows and responds to stresses. Furthermore, bone mends itself. A shattered brick…
Read NowPeople Say I’m Good
People have always said that I was good. Not nice, not kind, just good. Like it was just something they told me even before I could talk. People trusted me…
Read NowProtect The Crop
Farmer Adams was a grumpy shell of man. He treated anyone who trespassed on his property as hostile enemies. He wasn't the violent type to pull out a shotgun or…
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Ancient Life
Below the peaks of the Catskill Mountains you will occasionally find an ancient and gnarled apple tree. Such a tree is a reliable landmark; signaling that an early American farmhouse…
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Dog Children
I’m going to tell you about a town—a town you should never go to. For your protection, I won’t tell you the name or location. But I’ll tell you this:…
Read NowThe Grass Got Too High
It's been raining all week, and I can't mow my lawn. This is bad. I can hear the grass. I hear it when it gets too tall. It whispers, out…
Read NowThe Naga Cave
“Delta squad, clear that building!” The command ripped from Tim Brinley’s throat, echoing through the blistering desert air, a phrase so familiar to him it was more reflex than speech.…
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The Ripple on the Sea
"The sea absolves all things, so too does the passage of time. The sea allows us to understand time and see it as the Gods do. Forever swirling, twisting and…
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Toothless Joe
Miss Green wiped away the thick layer of condensation that had gathered on her classroom’s paper thin-window. She flicked away the droplets from her hand, peered out into the misty…
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The Night Tracker
As soon as my Master Octavius let me outside, I felt the breeze of the wind touch my whiskers. I cared for him, and the rest of his family as…
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