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Santiago Del Mar

If you’re near Rochester Heights I need your help, the thing in the hallway won’t let me leave my room

If you’re near Rochester Heights I need your help, the thing in the hallway won’t let me leave my room

I Through my peephole, I saw that it was still there. The flayed skin glistened under the dim glow of the hanging incandescent lightbulb. It knew I was watching and came close until the peephole framed only its visage. The conjoined faces of my neighbors stared into me, with mouths

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I lost a lot more than my virginity last night

I Lost a lot More than my Virginity Last Night

“Getting laid is overrated anyways. My first time was the quintessential fantasy. An older quirky party girl who would show me the ropes. It was awkward and fumbling and we kept clacking our teeth together. You know what I got out of it? HPV,” my friend Eduardo said with a

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Upon a Crimson throne

Upon A Crimson Throne

Dreams, it all started with a dream. It wasn’t anything ambitious or grand that I yearned for; all I wanted was freedom. But time has a funny way of twisting things; now all I dream of is the end. Every night and every contemplative waking moment, my thoughts and dreams

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All you need is a bucket of snails

All You Need Is A Bucket Of Snails

It all started with a simple schoolyard rhyme. No one knew the original incarnation, only a fragment of it survived and was circulated amongst our school. “A pail of snails lifts the veil to Blackbart the Frail.” Blackbart became an amalgam of the boogeyman and a wish-granting genie. Lara was

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