Dark Moments
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Heartwood by R.J. Cannon
It was the starving time again. A farmer led two children into deep snow and through the naked forest. And left them alone below a leafless poplar. Later, the boy,...
Heartwood by R.J. Cannon
It was the starving time again. A farmer led two children into deep snow and through the naked forest. And left them alone below a leafless poplar. Later, the boy,...
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alt="Denied by J.B. Corso"
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Denied by J.B. Corso
“Joanne’s not a doll. She’s your sister, and she needs me.” The dishevelled mother looked away. “Besides, you’re eighteen now. Enough already.” “Momma, please,” Ghalhana said through a crying jag....
Denied by J.B. Corso
“Joanne’s not a doll. She’s your sister, and she needs me.” The dishevelled mother looked away. “Besides, you’re eighteen now. Enough already.” “Momma, please,” Ghalhana said through a crying jag....
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alt="Cold Recognition by Andreas Flögel"
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Cold Recognition by Andreas Flögel
This is not my body. I wake in someone else's skin and taste copper. The ceiling is familiar. The smell of bleach too. My cellar. My table. My chains. Then...
Cold Recognition by Andreas Flögel
This is not my body. I wake in someone else's skin and taste copper. The ceiling is familiar. The smell of bleach too. My cellar. My table. My chains. Then...
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alt="Winter Feast by Pauline Yates"
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Winter Feast by Pauline Yates
She regrets using the strange iron blade. The serrated edge splattered meat and blood all over the floor. How she longs for her favourite stone blade, the one that would...
Winter Feast by Pauline Yates
She regrets using the strange iron blade. The serrated edge splattered meat and blood all over the floor. How she longs for her favourite stone blade, the one that would...
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alt="Sometimes It’s Better to Not Know by Michelle Brett"
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Sometimes It’s Better to Not Know by Michelle B...
The room it left her in was always empty, free from windows and a door. White walls, white floor. It was chilling, yet it left no sensation on her skin...
Sometimes It’s Better to Not Know by Michelle B...
The room it left her in was always empty, free from windows and a door. White walls, white floor. It was chilling, yet it left no sensation on her skin...
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alt="4BR, 3BA Smart Home - Live Clutter Free by Greg Clumpner"
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4BR, 3BA Smart Home - Live Clutter Free by Greg...
They needed space for their expanding family. They moved in with their new baby and set the house parameters to maintain a fixed balance. At Christmas, the house disposed of...
4BR, 3BA Smart Home - Live Clutter Free by Greg...
They needed space for their expanding family. They moved in with their new baby and set the house parameters to maintain a fixed balance. At Christmas, the house disposed of...
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alt="And the Earth Shall Give Up Its Dead by Kristin Lennox"
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And the Earth Shall Give Up Its Dead by Kristin...
I rec’onised Reggie straightaway. We buried that rabbit last summer, but here he was, jus’ fur and bones, set on the front porch. The pets kept comin’—soon they’s five dead...
And the Earth Shall Give Up Its Dead by Kristin...
I rec’onised Reggie straightaway. We buried that rabbit last summer, but here he was, jus’ fur and bones, set on the front porch. The pets kept comin’—soon they’s five dead...
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alt="Reunited by Darlene Holt"
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Reunited by Darlene Holt
“For fifty shillings, I’ll reunite you with lost loves,” boasted the barman. I desperately slammed my coins on the counter. “Give me Geraldine!” With a flash, a dark figure came...
Reunited by Darlene Holt
“For fifty shillings, I’ll reunite you with lost loves,” boasted the barman. I desperately slammed my coins on the counter. “Give me Geraldine!” With a flash, a dark figure came...
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alt="No More Littering by Arvee Fantilagan"
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No More Littering by Arvee Fantilagan
I laughed when I read about that CEO vomiting oil during a meeting. After that pipeline disaster, he had it coming. I enjoyed learning that my high school bully puked...
No More Littering by Arvee Fantilagan
I laughed when I read about that CEO vomiting oil during a meeting. After that pipeline disaster, he had it coming. I enjoyed learning that my high school bully puked...
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alt="My First Doll by B.G. Smith"
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My First Doll by B.G. Smith
I put the doll in my grandmother’s casket before they lowered her into the ground. Nana gave me “Mazie” on my first birthday. Now, she would spend eternity with Nana....
My First Doll by B.G. Smith
I put the doll in my grandmother’s casket before they lowered her into the ground. Nana gave me “Mazie” on my first birthday. Now, she would spend eternity with Nana....
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alt="Grave Return by Andrew Kurtz"
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Grave Return by Andrew Kurtz
She'd wept for an hour after it slipped, thirty-two years of marriage swallowed by the drain's dark throat. Three days since they'd buried Gerald, her dear husband. The basement flooded...
Grave Return by Andrew Kurtz
She'd wept for an hour after it slipped, thirty-two years of marriage swallowed by the drain's dark throat. Three days since they'd buried Gerald, her dear husband. The basement flooded...
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alt="Whispers by Tim Law"
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Whispers by Tim Law
Return to sender… Each morning when I shower, I hear these words, whispers echoing. “Return what to sender?!” I scream at the mirror. The mirror never replies. It has been...
Whispers by Tim Law
Return to sender… Each morning when I shower, I hear these words, whispers echoing. “Return what to sender?!” I scream at the mirror. The mirror never replies. It has been...