It was a brisk, autumn day—October 30th— in southeast Texas, the humidity mild after the unbearable summer, and I was out with my wooden...

The scarecrow feeds me its black eyes. Yellow stalks of teeth gnash through the tendons in my neck. Curled bones grip my shoulders as I...

The canal runs east-west through my neighborhood and was full of murky rainwater from the recent flood. I was walking along the...

The Secret Room I knew the secret room wouldn’t stay secret for long. You just can’t trust a sixth grader with stuff like that....

I’m burned. Eyes on fire. 4 a.m. Sleep deprived, overloaded on coffee and nightmare fuel. It began on the 30th of December. I was taking...