Stories
Fiction & Micro-Fiction
The Key
The key didn't work. Which was confusing because he'd made the thing himself, and it had worked the first few times he'd used it. The keyhole in the back of her head hadn't changed. He was sure of that. But then, he was sure the key would still work, too, and it now...
Spawn
The children were shocked. Literally. The bolt of electricity that ran through them should have killed them all. But these children were no ordinary children. They were the children of a demon. Their systems were overloaded, yes, but they were also turbocharged. Their...
Stormy Weather
The wind howls outside my bedroom window. A tree branch, swaying in the wind, raps against the glass, tck tcking in an irregular rhythm. There are voices in that tempest, voices that I can just barely make out. They speak to me of times long past, of errors made and...
Critter
I have a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach. That's where it lives. The critter, if you can call it that. It burrowed into my torso, and it took up residence there. All I can see of it is its mouth, sticking out of my abdomen, and it is insatiably hungry. I...
Crow
The crow talks to me. It sits on the road sign, with its black eyes, its black beak, and its black feathers, and it speaks to me. I don’t understand the words — they’re in bird, of course. But the words come, all the same. They take up space inside my mind,...
Pain
The lingering pain. It's all I can think about. It dwells in my consciousness like an open wound, even though there is no injury to be found. It's like fire in my flesh, a deep, crippling fury that makes me lose my sanity at times. I never should have made a deal with...
Portal
My toilet bowl is a portal to another dimension. Ask me how I know this. Great! I'm glad you asked. You know how I know it's a portal? It swirls when I flush it, and I'm not just talking about the water. That swirls, too. No, when I flush, there is purple and lavender...
Wind Chimes
They dangle from the eaves and make beautiful music in the wind. Long, slender bits of metal jangling against each other. They are tied to the bottom of a dreamcatcher, twirling and dancing and spinning. And the music they produce -- such a thing has never been heard....
The Way Out
The tunnel was the only way out. And it was guarded by enormous... squirrels? These mutated little fuckers were the size of small dogs with long, sharp teeth and razor claws. Where they came from we don't know, but suddenly the trees were full of them, and they chased...