Keeping Count

by Jennifer Meade (A beat cop wrestles with the haunting memories of lives he didn’t save while adding another loss to his list.) The signature on the bottom of the Incident Report is barely legible, it’s consonants jagged with my exhaustion. Tap, tap, tap goes my pen at the end of the Y, beating aContinue reading “Keeping Count”

Karkadan and the Virgin

by Mehdi Hasan I have seen gruesome murders on the TVs before but they never looked so visceral yet why can’t I stop looking at these? Smith couldn’t hide the nauseating response on his face as he was looking for details to note down. Jonathan Smith has been a forensic detective for the better halfContinue reading “Karkadan and the Virgin”

Rewinding a Commute

by Lauren Kapsky Red. Wet and sticky. A pool of blood slowly unslicks from the sidewalk. Spatter on the pavement lifts itself into a pink mist, hovering over the city street like some unholy fog. The blood recedes toward the severed neck of a corpse, a genie backing into its bottle. Somewhere beneath the trafficContinue reading “Rewinding a Commute”

Charlotte and Melissa

By Palmer Smith Melissa returned to town on a winter’s afternoon, one day before her debutante presentation. She had been living for four years in New York City with her father. Her mother, Ellen, was granted custody after befriending the Judge on their case and bribing him. She handed him $30,000 the day prior toContinue reading “Charlotte and Melissa”

Nightmare

By Melekwe Anthony Black, the shadow that sings. Dizzy and dreamy, I wake up six minutes past midnight to a crackling at my window. Shapeless figures hovering in the moonlight, Humming ‘Birds of Winter Crawl’. I pull the blanket to my freezing abouts. This is not a dream. I know that song. My dead grandmother’sContinue reading “Nightmare”

Caged For Dinner

By Chris Bunton One bite and the memories came flooding back like it was yesterday. He remembered the first time they met. It was at the fountain in the park, and his dog “Bowzer” had tried to hump her little poodle “Trixy”. They laughed so hard trying to separate them and keep them apart whileContinue reading “Caged For Dinner”

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”

Altered Evil

By Chris Bunton      It was the end of October, and the haunted house was over. He felt sad that he would not be able to frighten any more children, or the mommies escorting them. No more hot chocolate. No more secret conversations in the dark with the skinny little clown girl, who followed him everywhere.    Continue reading “Altered Evil”