The fire alarm down at the paper mill goes off again, and enters the world through every earhole in the city.
Tag: Short Story
The Surgeon
“Why do you hate?”
The Thing At The Piano
Step inside the Conklin house and meet The Thing At The Piano: a creepy tale in 666 words.
Frederick stood 50 feet from the entrance of the haunted house while his teammates pleaded with him to go inside. He rattled off a bunch of statistics of mechanical failings in these kinds of pop-up carnivals while they rolled their eyes. “Just 3 years ago in Iowa, the roof came loose and injured 5 people. […]
I’m a children’s reference librarian at the Wellesley Free Library. It is an absolute dream. I help little ones find truck stories and Lego books and even get to fill in for story time if one of the full-time librarians is out sick. I typically work in the library’s main branch (across from Town Hall), […]
A Prelude
The sparrow had disturbed Grandmother throughout the week. She was living with us, and had been for some time. Grandmother had grown so frail that I insisted she move in. For her advanced age, Grandmother was healthy and content with only the faintest hits of senility. Her eyes were failing, we weren’t sure she heard half of […]
The Artist, by Kat Morris
By Kat Morris What is it about washing blood off of things that makes one turn suddenly introspective? Is it the feel of the blood? Sticky, clinging, suffocating, grasping at fibers, desperate to remind you that it was once moving and vital and not running headlong down a drain. The rushing water? Clear, cold, […]