Stories

hypnopomp“In the Future We Will Call This Deja vu”

Featured in Hypnopomp Magazine, Iss. 7

“You used to always make me read, ‘Yes Virginia, There is a Santa Claus’…Do you remember that editorial? We think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by our little minds.”

Malocchio“Malocchio”

Featured in The Haunted Traveler, Vol. 4 Iss. 2

“Other shadows had joined us on the street by then; things with misshapen heads, thin fingers, wide shoulders. There was a foot too, it seemed, long and black, covering Mia’s cigarette. The cherry-red glow disappeared, then reappeared six feet above where it’d been, split into two embers like burning eyes.”

 

 

Incident on a Hillside“Incident on a Hillside”

Featured in The Rabbit Hole

“The visitor pinched the clasps between his fat fingers and the top to his briefcase sprang open. What had likely been expected—a beam of light, or an unearthly winged creature from hell—did not appear. Instead, all the family saw was an unlabeled video cassette.”

 

 

In Scorn of Eyes“In Scorn of Eyes”

Featured in Typehouse Magazine

“There never came a moment where Eddie felt like he’d passed over. He expected a pinpoint of light. A fade to nothing. A darkness blacker than black. The only change came when the lake’s bottom turned from a murky silt to a thousand glittering jewels.”

 

 

Monster from Long Ago “Monster from Long Ago”

Featured in Déraciné Magazine

“Throughout our lives you’ve taken on many forms, beginning with that muggy summer night when you arrived as a haze of buzzing mosquitoes.”

 

 

Belonging“Belonging”

Featured in Chantwood Magazine

“Nell spoke from a place Polly couldn’t hear, her face pointed down and away, studying a spread-open page. When Polly asked her to repeat it, she turned and said with a fierce clarity, “You can’t take these with you. They belong to the barn.””

 

 

Crow Rides a Pale Horse“Crow Rides a Pale Horse”

Featured in the STORGY: Exit Earth anthology

“When the murder returned last winter, they found only cockroaches and us. Those thousands of crows hovered like a cloud of gnats in the always-night, sometimes circling around each other, sometimes suspended in place, and always looking down at what we did to the earth.”

 

Chompy“Chompy”

Featured in Horror Bites Magazine Issue #2

“She saw Chompy then, leaning into that crease of cobalt blue light coming in through the crack in the doorway. He’d lifted his head and one of his button eyes was focused directly upon her. His mouth was slack and his bony teeth poked out of the shadows on his face.”