Arabian Arcade

The sand wasn’t cold. It was downright warm. To his sizzled feet, it was starting to feel icy the further the sun fell. Where his shoes had gone, either didn’t matter or he could not remember. Crossing the desert was his only desire. Step. Step. And each sinking, eroding step after that. He only made...

Choose Your Own Scare-venture

Dear Readers, What's your favorite dark tale? Name it! Had a strange dream or weird idea? Tell me! Having an emotional fit about something lately? Describe that, too! Let me entertain you. So you've read my "About" page, yes? And you know the vibe, the theme here. I'd like you to steer this wheel for...

To Go

"I grow wary of you." "You 'grow wary'?" She exhaled a puff of air. "Yes." "What is this, Richard the Third?" "No, but that is why I'm breaking up with you." She looked at him just underneath his collarbone without replying to his announcement for a while. Even the waiter--not the nosy type--who had just...

Loss

It was desolate. Maybe she was the only mother in town who’d thought of taking her three-year-old daughter to the park. Though the trees were still naked and the grass half-brown, the sky was full of sun. By the end of March, she was going to do Spring things (dammit) even if the chilled wind...

Balm

Don't be angry. Please let me explain why you haven't heard from me in a while. All I can ask is that you read this. Though the chances of you believing me are slim, it's all true. Something happened weeks ago. I figured all the neighbors were asleep at that time of night, the dead...

Alternatives

This--all that you know-- All began encased within one, giant Cow. The belly grew and grew until it Burst! Its blood spilled and became the oceans and the rivers. Hooves, mountains. The skull, the domed roof of the skies and boundaries of this existence. Then The Cow brains rose into the tufted layers of clouds...

Do Not Frequent My Grave

I died inside your belly, Ammi Jaan, Then went to where I'm like the swan, To eternal verdant gardens of spring, Going about however I please. I am very tall here, Ammi Jaan, And the age of thirty-three. Narywhere on my body is hair Nor in my heart are any cares. And though I'd not...

Make the Dead Rise

They often went walking in the late afternoon. Not headed anyplace in particular. She, his wife, and he, her husband. Their routine. While they did this, neither usually wanted to let go of holding each others hands. He unlatched their wrought iron gate when they returned home from the walk that day. Just in time;...

I Want to Be Like Those Nimh Rats

I make a mistake repeatedly Sometimes It's a failure on my part A failure To forget that I'm not special That's not to say I'm inferior to fellow man, Not to mean I've low self-esteem I grew tired of laps on the Facebook go 'round (Stayed active for the sake of a good friend and...