Content warning: violence The dead dog rattles in its box on the back seat. I’m driving as fast as I can, faster than I should. All I brought with me were the box and the spade. The spade that I used to split Declan’s fucking skull open as I got out. The box. The box....
“If you listen to pop music, your brains will melt all splotchy like a pizza,” warned Mother Mary Moppet, headmistress of our school, during a parent–student assembly. Mum and Dad looked at me, terrified, because every evening, after I did my homework, I would listen...
In the future, the only way to make a living is by digging graves. Coffins are no longer made out of fine mahogany and walnut; they are planted and the bodies become trees. Mateo steps as quietly as he can through the thick forest, shovel propped on his shoulder. He...
Content warning: domestic abuse Sylvia lived next door, which is a good thing, because I wasn’t allowed to play at anyone else’s house. We were six-years-old when we met through the chain-link fence that separated our backyards. Our clotheslines were side by side....
Halloween night. Katherine Burke is desperate to find something to wear. She rummages through her closet. There’s got to be something she can fashion into a costume. She has to find something. Something great. Something that Suzanne Meyers, the reigning queen at...
Content warning: sexual assault. Once, I had my own Year of Living Dangerously. It wasn’t like the film. What does ‘dangerous’ mean? I didn’t get up every morning thinking I might die, although I sometimes wished it. I wasn’t starving, just dragged down by a constant...
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