I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa

I can feel my death closing in. Pressure on the air, the feel of wind against the glass. I have hidden in the deep woods since before human...

“You.” I am halfway across the street but turn at the hate barbed into the word. The woman coming across the street is perhaps a year o...

“Franklin.” Four years of marriage lead to skills Sarah always calls our ‘marriage-sense’. The tingling of a bridge close to being bur...

 “Jay.” Honcho walks into the RV. “There is a rather harried man in a suit here to see you. He says his name is Clive, and he was looking a...

1. A death marches out of the motel, a shadow of seething fury moving across the parking lot and onto the patio, eyes burning and fists...

If fimbulwinter is what precedes Ragnarok then perhaps more greenhouses gasses are a good thing? “Only small people fear small things.”...

“Restraint is important,” I say as we cross the road to the Breakfast Buffet. The exterior doesn’t look like much: basic sign over the door...

I don’t know when I first realized something wasn’t right about James. Looking back, I’d like to think it was the first day: he showed up a...

Gerald sits at my kitchen table, hands clasped together on it. They’re shaking despite his efforts. He didn’t make a joke about my answerin...

The ghost is screaming, the sounds cracking windows as I dive to the floor and roll. The floor of the house buckles wildly, the ghost visib...