I was elated to have my story, The Night Side, published last week in the inaugural issue of Fatal Flaw Literary Magazine (Vol 1: Dystopia). You can find the story here, and I encourage anyone reading to check out the full issue of this exciting new magazine. I hunted around Read more…
But she was a Yazidi girl, and so she was raped for weeks by the fighters, in dim tents stinking of sweat and old blood, before being trucked to the killing sands outside the ancient city. They told her to convert, but she refused. They told her of the consequences. Read more…
“Listen, some of the deckhands might’ve told you there are squid down here that can suck the bolts out of a submarine’s hull. Don’t let that crap get to you. This is an S-155 Conger and it doesn’t have any bolts in its hull.” The three of us eyed the Read more…
The morning that Janica began to hear numbers, five months before, was easily the best in years. Years of bruised breasts, of scraped elbows, of a damaged and repaired rib cage (it gets stronger that way). She’d heard the numbers on the clock that morning. They sang in the chords Read more…
Aunt Hilda has always warned me about crows, and how they sometimes show up to herald a coming death. She’s told me the story plenty of times. Before my late uncle died, he’d managed to get himself lost in the woods beyond Mink River. He was only found, days later, Read more…