We pressed our hands against the curtain, feeling for thick brushstrokes. We felt what we thought might’ve been bumps or streaks of paint, b

“You are a fucking idiot, aren’t you? You know how much I hate spiders?”

... a grotesque half-woman, half-coyote head, fixed onto the wax body of a woman.

Then, from behind the bar a melodic voice pulled him back. “What’ll it be then,” called the voice.

The average lifespan of a moth is eighteen days

I grew you in my mind, blooming flourishes onto your perfect template.

... an automated voice sternly shouts, “You have a new customer! You have a new customer!”

you can buy one of him nailed to a piece of wood wearing a loincloth

The weight of the tentacle bears down on his entire body and he watches his ribs appear and disappear under each breath.

Here’s what happened when you were attacked by a werewolf: You got eaten or you survived. But you weren’t out of the woods if you lived.

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Cloth arms bound, embroidered eyes blindfolded, shoved in a dark corner to make things right

by Hadassah Shiradski The Toymaker sat in his workshop, gloved hands folded in his lap. His apron was heavy; the iron thimbles on his...

My mother hummed in the kitchen, the smell of liver wafting from the stove.

In Chicago, he cuts a jogger’s throat and leaves her under a park bench, then brings home a fashion doll with a real leather jacket.

Daggers, made of glass.

I like to think I have a good relationship with the elves in my home. I buy a little extra at the supermarket to make a second portion...