"My family played a card game two hours after we put grandma in the cold Oregon ground. To be specific, we played Cards Against Humanity—a party game for horrible people, as it says on the little black box. I think that’s a fair description—of my family that is."
Father Lichtenberg departed the church through the back door, removed his white tab collar, and lit a cigarette in the alley. The nightly bombing runs had guaranteed him time to take off the facade, as nobody dared walk the streets while the sirens sounded. But once the Germans invaded, the runs stopped, food grew scarce, … Continue reading The Offering
I love Halloween. It’s the one time of year everyone wears a mask, not just me. People think it’s fun to pretend you're a monster, but me, I spend my entire life pretending I’m not one. Brother, friend, harmless co-worker, all a part of my costume collection. But tonight, one very special person will get … Continue reading A Traditional Love Story
It’s an hour into my regular shift as I knock on the door. “Open,” he replies. “Looks like it’ll rain today,” he says, “shame, damn shame.” A true politician, more than aware a wet motorcade is as good as no motorcade at all; image is paramount. People don’t really search for the truth, what they … Continue reading Let Them See
She's been gone for three days now. I haven't left my house. Today I haven't left my bed. I’m not under the bed sheets, but on top of them; knees at my chest, rocking like a mad-man. I think I am going mad. This feeling is relentless. Whatever this is, I think it's going to … Continue reading Fear Squared
We all know Roadkill, remains of animals on the side of the road that decrease slowly with every passing day. But the familiar blood trails are not always what they appear to be.
R.A. Dewan 