The Creepiest Thing

Clowns are pretty much automatically creepy. But what about a clown who does lots of very bad things, then paints a portrait of your spouse? Kristen of byebyebeer is the next guest poster of the season with this creepy piece about a creepy thing that is very creepy. Yikes!     The Creepiest Thing from byebyebeer The creepiest thing I…

Carol Decorates for Halloween

  Drops of rain splattered on the headstone. Carol wiped them away with one slow caress. She smiled. This one felt right. “An elegant choice,” said the gaunt man behind her. “And moderately priced.” She could feel him looming over her shoulder. The way he held his hands reminded her of a praying mantis. He…

The Words She Brought Home

Days of the week… Days of the week… These are the days of the week. She brought the words home from kindergarten. A song they had sung. Her face was pale. The bags under her eyes deep and dark. We thought it was the storm that had been hovering over us all week. The thunder…

I would write more, but…

I would write more But I search for the one, true first sentence And scratch through it in my head Before typing a word When I begin I tweak as I go Bit by bit Word by word Until I’ve killed what I want to say I consider what I’ve done and You moan Coalescing in…

Georgette Is With A Client

Georgette had said it would take a week to ten days to get the cremains and death certificates back. After fourteen days, I phoned to ask why the delay. “Georgette is with a client,” said the girl who answered. “But let me check. We just got some in.” I wondered what she meant by some.

Moving In With Ghosts

Sometimes Emily wanders into our bedroom late at night while we’re sleeping. Could be a bad dream. Thunder. A pain in her leg. She puts her hands on the bed and calls our names until we stir, then climbs up. Eventually one of us will carry her back upstairs. I turned off the water and…