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Carol couldn’t remember what they had been talking about, or where exactly they had decided to go -- or even if a decision had been made at all -- but she kept on driving anyway. The buzzing cadence of voices from the passenger seat to the backseat seemed false in her ears, and she turned … Continue reading untitled | microfiction →

bathtub poetry #01

I want to sift through the ruins of Greece I want to stand on the edge of the world where the Ocean spit out the fleet That would capture the blood and spit of timeless horror I want to uncover the secrets of the gods who were never really gods But who were Greeks just … Continue reading bathtub poetry #01 →

“red cigarette” story excerpt

Staying awake was hard. So was falling asleep. Red’s body didn’t know what it wanted—to be conscious or to let her fade away into dreamy unconsciousness. Sitting on the bottom step of her building’s staircase, the smoke from Red’s cigarette made her eyes sting as his voice floated in the back of her mind. It … Continue reading “red cigarette” story excerpt →

the ghost and the marina

the slow, tapering boats bobbed and nodded their nudging scrapes punctured the silence, and the ghost sighed he liked their restless noise, the feeble signs of life in his cheerless marina the boats were proof they were his proof of life, promising future animation and presence of spirit because the boats were still there, he … Continue reading the ghost and the marina →

‘Seven Samurai’ is a Perfect Movie and Here’s Why

A good story is hard to come by these days. In his video essay, Jack's Movie Reviews discusses what exactly makes the film Seven Samurai Akira Kurosawa's greatest achievement. I go further into looking at how its masterful screenplay leans so heavily on things like its actors, each character's memorable presentation, and the overall structure … Continue reading ‘Seven Samurai’ is a Perfect Movie and Here’s Why →

the site of the crash

one by one he scoops up the small, dark stones this one a bit bumpier than the others another, impossibly smooth nerveless fingertips lingering on the cool surface then on to the next token gravel digging into his kneecaps hunched shoulders lit up from behind by blinding red and blue the flashing lights are like … Continue reading the site of the crash →

‘Scream’ and the Art of Mocking the Horror Genre While Also Excelling at It

If you plan on watching Scream because you love Drew Barrymore then I'm very, very sorry. Because it's almost spooky season -- well it is in my mind at least -- I'm picking back up on my Film Appreciation series to talk about 1996's Scream. What's your favorite scary movie? The plot centers around a … Continue reading ‘Scream’ and the Art of Mocking the Horror Genre While Also Excelling at It →