Writer of Horror (and the occasional dramedy)
Out Now: Wither and Other Stories
The root stood gnarled and black, seeping through the barren grass and oozing from a rotted trunk. Its branches reached into a yellowed sky, like a spider’s legs ensnaring a maggot.
She remembered how her mother would look at the woods and say in a dreamy voice,
“Isn’t nature beautiful?”
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(featuring my story, “Hearts are Just ‘Likes'”)
Before snapping her latest selfie, Hailey angled the camera a little more to the left. She didn’t want the splash of blood on the wall to be visible.