They say it might have been lightning, maybe hail. It might have been fireworkson New Year’s Eve, drunken truckers boot-snuffing the smouldering matches.Somehow, they all died. A quick airborne heart-stop–engines turned off. Wind plucked feathers from wings twisting maniacally, marionettes cut loose from their strings–some skyward cemetery gutted open, raining onto cars, small thuds on…
Tag: Horror
Five Imaginary Babes
In time I’ve had five babies. The first one was boneless and meatless; it was a puggish fold of skin, and I would throw it on the ground in disgust where it would puddle up and gurgle little flatulent gusps that were almost cute but stank like dank pot. Within a few days, having accidently…
A Shallow Grave
Mildred decided that she wanted to be buried alive. The grave was shaped to her body, but just before getting in she had second thoughts and for one awful moment considered the possibility that she was making a big mistake. Nonetheless she lay down with her arms folded on her breast and closed her eyes,…
Crows
I glanced back into our pickup’s bed. Light was fading, and I couldn’t fight the urge. Don’t, my father said. An unanchored end of our tarp rippled beneath the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Hammond. The Hammonds had worked the land alongside ours for five generations. Mrs. Hammond sang first soprano in the church choir….
Rain
It is raining again. I need groceries. I have work later, but I can’t go out. I’m made of sugar. You think that’s funny? You’ve never been caught in a light drizzle and felt your face melt. I have. It’s hideous. Nose dripping into chin, eyes drooping, one twice the size of the other. Nothing…