The decision to lance the boil on his face didn’t scare Gerry. Why visit a doctor and pay good money for something he could easily do? Holding his knife (the one with the coon hound on the grip-- his nicest, cleanest pocket knife), he readied himself for the first slice into the ping-pong sized protuberance. …
…and lose his own soul
1 It was a cold November afternoon, the sky grey and heavy with clouds. The park was practically empty except for the little girl dressed in her warm winter best on the swings. She propelled herself through the air, knowing full well she was supposed to go straight home from school once the final bell …
Daisy
Keith shut the door, locked it, and carefully lowered the steel bar in place across it to ensure no one could push it open. It wasn’t foolproof, but it had worked so far. The evening sun’s golden glow crept through the boards that covered the windows, and Keith realized that it was deathly gloomy in …
Charlie
Charlie haunts my house. This brittle white house upon this leering hill, this house stricken with pops and groans and a constant howl of wind at the eaves. I do not know where he came from, if he lived a life before this, or if "he" was ever a living man at all. Charlie haunts …
Curio Macabre 