Kincaid only saw the whites of the creep’s eyes moving in the darkness toward the foot of his bed. Read more
It's Sherlock Holmes birthday. And at Underwood Press, we are celebrating by launching our newest journal: Baker Street. If you Read more
There’s an unexplainable truth to the simple fact that life transforms from an eternity of days into a flash of Read more
When the Ghost of my husband deigns to roll overnext to me in bed, or grabs a mosquitoout of the Read more
The first time I saw the man in the old wheelchair he was parked on the sidewalk near the entrance Read more
The door to the elevator slid open and a man in a black suit stepped out. An older gentleman in Read more
My life took a haunting turn the day I reportedly died when the propane tanks behind my house exploded. Read more
After tea, weexamine the garden on the balcony:leaves, wires,antenna spires, and corrugated cumuliwithout hopeimpale themselves on passing balustrades.Twoswan-necked watering cans Read more
Unflattering shadows seared the bending grass, dipping over manmade and natural mounds, interrupted by depth, only to rise across the Read more
Kneeling silentamidst a slitherof hissing snakeshe feels them coilwithin his hairencircle his browride over eyesbrush lipschase twitching tailsaround his neckand Read more
“Daphne Salinger” the cop said, “You’re lucky you’re getting that.” The name didn’t mean anything to me. I Read more