CW: death, ghost Magnolia Street saw the horror of a decade, smoke snaking up the Victorian, a life snuffed inside the back house: "just...

CW: loss, death, suicide Late afternoon and the world slept on, cocooned in shale-green coolness. A tremulous breath preceded your last...

for the quiet return, an alabaster hand on the red curtain reaching gnarled fingers for buried answers in rat-infested tunnels that still...

CW: bodily injury including broken bones, scarring Honey-eater marked my sunburn shins split and granite battered scratches on broken...

hunger beneath piles of sun-bleached bones, luminous in moonlight fiends drown in stolen marrow. Screams echo off the canyon walls echo...

You went looking for solitude In the forest Amongst trees in leaf-light, Not this; Shadows rustle In the forest You didn't expect...

3rd Place Winner of the "In the Woods Somewhere" Contest go deeper stalk your own fear leave behind what brought you here lost brother,...

1st Place Winner of the "In the Woods Somewhere" Contest My uncle taught me not to fear noises in the swamp. Nothing that wants your...

there are trees that reach between worlds these roots that connect us ygdrassil Odin swings half blind, drunk on wisdom this trunk that...

sometimes I walk through the forest on the very edge of dusk the air sharpening the branches’ shadows lengthening and I could sing for...

Seven thirty submerge Sipping whiskey with honey with lemon juice stinging the ripping on my cuticles pumice stone nipping at my heels'...

CW: death, murder, violence You, devil. Killer. Man in the dark Finger to his lips knife to my neck: you Snake and gravedigger....

A sign on the left. A post half-rotted Another neon prophet screaming JESUS SAVES Across the street, a motel. A girl slumped with...

I am apocalyptic & I am the end of the world but my mother says I’m sick again Born shaking with rage, insatiable. Laugh in your face....

They carted the piano to the middle of the field on rain wings. Anyone driving by surely thought it was a bull, hunched Into whatever...

CW: death Our bones We wish they were better at the connections What gets in the way of their chipping Not seeing pain when looking upon...

CW: blood I watch my cat drag a bleeding mouse across the floor. Ok, the mouse is dead. Any new blood that emits No longer counts as...

One of my first memories of childhood was watching the barn burn/thick, black smoke escaping into the sky/like a murder of angry crows/my...

Here lies my corpse in the forest: Laid out on the rough stone slab Under a star-whirled sky— Wrapped up tight, arms and legs Bound...

Rolling down M25 the road slick with ice out past Port Sanilac dim lights houses we pass remind me of a novel I once read the street...