Red Sky
The sky reddens.
Flash Fiction
Frost King
I don’t know what it was that drove them to lock us up inside—perhaps this had always been the plan.
The Ice Pick That is Made of Ice
He knows as well as you or I that most ice picks (as these implements are known) have a handle which is made of wood but can also be made from plastic or rubber, and attached to this handle there is usually a pointy steel bar...
Crimes We Commit in the Future
Privately, we worried. There’s no way to be sure what we would do, how far we could be pushed. It made us question ourselves, examine what desperation could make us do.
Forest for the Trees
I did ask her about the antlers, once, after getting high before bed.
You’re Not Alone If You Have Demons
Her ex-boyfriend had claimed to be a vampire, and that was about thirty percent believable. He bit a lot, but he also loved the beach, and what kind of vampire likes the fucking beach?
Philipe, pronounced the French way
I need quiet time, Mum said. And ‘it’ has a name, she added.