“Homesick”
Clear nights bring me out to Signal Peak to gaze at the twinkling sky above. As always, I find the lone star, winking. It’s Morse code. .- .-. . -.– — ..- .-. . .- -.. -.– – — -.-. — — . …. — — . ··–··
Category: Prose
The Books in the Backroom
I didn’t believe the rumors. So, I hid in the bathroom of the library till after hours and waited for everyone to go home. The lights shut off and I suddenly found myself in darkness. The only source of light was the silver glow of the moon. But I wasn’t afraid of the dark. I […]
“Mary”
Mary called me at some ungodly hour of the night. I can’t complain—she’s my girlfriend. “Jasmine?” she said. I could hear the tears over the phone. I was used to it. Another one of her break downs. “What’s wrong, babe?” “I’m just tired of all this shit.” I guess she meant her quiet life, in […]
“Escape”
“I’m not going to die here.”
Sniper
She looked through the scope, at the woman, smiling and laughing. They had the same face, the same habits, and name She knew she couldn’t let this creature live.
Groundhog’s Day
The Groundhog woke up and left its hole to see it didn’t have a shadow. The Groundhog’s shadow forgot to set its alarm and woke up five minutes later.
The Fish Were Biting – Hint Fiction
Tearing the flesh from his bones with forks and knives made of coral. They enjoyed a freshly caught meal.
Angel of Agony
She runs across the fields, roiling clouds above her head. She knows the storm is here. She can smell it in the air. The grass beneath her feet is oddly soft against her skin but she wants it to cut, she wants it to hurt. She runs, chest heaving, heart pounding, she can barely get […]
“Meat”
Sometimes I get hungry—just really damn hungry and I think about all the things I’d like to eat. Like my favorite kinds of sandwiches, pizza, that chocolate cake they have at Jack in the Box, but the one thing that always comes to the forefront of my mind is meat. I hunger for meat. And […]
Revelations
My name came to me from the darkness of the room, whispered. I cracked open my eyes, wanting to roll over and ignore the invading voice that jerked me from blissful sleep. “Jen,” my brother said. His face was only a dark outline and his teeth barely visible. “Don’t pretend to be asleep.” I laid […]
Zo Grimmwood 