Horror

By M. K. Werner My best friend was dead. That was what they had tried to tell me, though I refused to believe it. It was something inconceivable; she couldn’t be gone. I told them so, and eventually they stopped trying to convince me, leaving me in silence to grieve. Read more

By K. M. Lively The thin, spearmint-flavored floss slides between the two back-most molars on the left side of my mouth. I wince as it wedges into tender gums like a rock lodging itself into a tire’s treads. The pain is sharp, throbbing into the nearby teeth, spreading like a Read more