By Matthew Senn My daddy was a paranoid man. Had every right to be too, ‘course. He’d always figgered someone would come lookin’ for ‘im one day. Never went into much more detail than that. One mornin’, he hears some shots ring out. He was a corn farmer then, our patch a land went fromContinue reading “Shots Ring Out”
Category Archives: Dark Literature
Future’s Cold Hand
By Sebastian Iturralde Waiting by a cliff, as the cold twilight wind blew around her, Licana Rose watched the light of a lonely house come on. Darkness surrounded her. Little did she know that Death was standing next to her. “What do we have here?” asked Death. “Who is our target for the night?” LicanaContinue reading “Future’s Cold Hand”
Weighing In
By Alexandria Riker December 2037- Canada “…to show attention to today’s speaker, as a witness and tribute to the horrors of the Initiative, Ms. Darby Anne Rein.” The lights on the podium turned on, and the woman who was still merely a child no more than six months ago, sporting her slightly buzzed hair andContinue reading “Weighing In”
A Drive to the Park
By Carl Bluesy “Why did you let me die daddy?” Cindy asked. I was stunned and at a loss for words. An oncoming Honda Civic swerved into my lane. My windshield filled with light. I was in pain as the seat belt tightened across my chest. The light vanished along with my vision. I thoughtContinue reading “A Drive to the Park”
Dr. Grizzly
By Chris Bunton Journal Entry 10/16/20 Blood dripped from my fingertips as I stepped away. “I’m Sorry.” I told the patient. I always apologize to them, when I hurt them. It was not my intent to hurt, but to heal. I had found this particular patient behind a dumpster in an alley. He was obviouslyContinue reading “Dr. Grizzly”
Two Bullets
By Bogdan Dragos she came out of the bathroom withthe pink towel wrappedaround her and foundhim sprawled on the bed very thoughtful He held in his right handtwo bulletsthat he constantly rubbed against eachother with a kindof obsession She jokingly said, “So, one for meand one for you?” “No,” he said. “One for everyone elseContinue reading “Two Bullets”
The New Guy
By Bogdan Dragos there was a new guy in the parkamong the homeless He arrived just after the mayor haderadicated allthe tents and improvised huts and it was easy to spot himHe was the one whoalways had a book in his hand, alwaysreading “Check out the new guy,” theysaid. “An intellectual. Heh, hey buddy,what youContinue reading “The New Guy”
Not Ready to Join the Stars Just Yet
By Bogdan Dragos the girl with burnt face andfaded eyeswould call out to him She would call out to him in those nightsof wandering alone around thetownas a way to combat insomnia She was barefootand wore but a simple nightgownand if he got close enoughshe would reach for his hand caress it a few timeswhileContinue reading “Not Ready to Join the Stars Just Yet”
Green Cotton Candy
by Bogdan Dragos from 07:30 in the morning and until09:00 he stands bythe clothes storeand stares at his image in the gray window He’s wearing a green suitthat now looks kinda brown and feelsin the same timeheavy with accumulated dirtand light with missing patches The people pass by him and look eitherat their phones orContinue reading “Green Cotton Candy”
Immeasurable Acts of Violence
By Cullen Corkery At some point, the noise and rhythmic thumping of a bass-boosted stereo became too much, despite the coke we’d snorted earlier in the bathroom upon arriving, and despite the vodka cranberries I’d been guzzling half the night. I focused my eyes and found Ray a couple yards down from the balcony whereContinue reading “Immeasurable Acts of Violence”
