We is scared of Them. Sometimes, We turns into Them. We toss the turning ones from the nest, throw them out as they grow cold. They will destroy us. So We are terrified. We are always scared of something.
And sometimes, when We is sleeping, I think of Me and I am not scared.
Becoming Me is a flash fiction piece that needs to be read to be understood. It is a literary tale that examines collectivism and individualism while being entirely surreal. Read for free here.
Jack is disgusting, twisted and terrible. He’s spent years wondering what it would be like to have sex with a dead woman and he knows it’s wrong. This isn’t something he should want, ever. But he does, he wants to try it at least once. It’s gotten to the point that he’s even tried roleplaying with his wife. Which, safe to say, didn’t end well.
So he spends hours in his office instead, dreaming about what it would be like and fueling his desire even more. Jack can’t help what he’s turned on by, no one can help that sort of thing.
Honestly, what’s wrong with a little bit of fantasy? It’s not like Jack would kill a woman to get what he needs.
Real Doll is a horror flash fiction piece written by George Spisak and featured in The Literary Hatchet. Grotesque and haunting, this tale isn’t for the faint of heart. It is a gritty look at the darkest pieces of humanity. Not every person is human.
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She hadn’t expected to find anyone else in the apple grove.
He was there, tucked among the trees and waiting. For her? Maybe. But it was a maybe she would take. She had already fallen in love, infatuated and head over heels for a man she didn’t know. Yet she knows every physical inch of him. The way his lips curl in a smile, how the noonday sun catches his hair, the smell of his skin and the pressure of his hand in hers. She could close her eyes and find him by scent and touch alone.
And still, there’s something not right about all of this. Something in her heart and her head whispering about how wrong it all is. A half-remembered name. She’s already gone too far. There isn’t an apple grove anymore, the woods are getting darker and she’s heading deeper.
She can feel it in her throat, a thickness and agitation that wasn’t there before.
Dryad is a fantasy short story written by Kyra Spisak and featured in New Zenith Magazine. Dark and twisted, it is a shocking tale that reminds readers of the true nature of the Fae. They are not the gentle, beautiful creatures in a daughter’s picture book. They are twisted monsters.
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