Above|Below

We swore the spider into office as mayor today. Quite the turnout at Town Hall, but that’s to be expected. The first female mayor in town history. That’s progress for you! She campaigned on ridding our town of undesirables, and it was that promise that clinched her election. A return to conservative values. She’s already […]

The rusted curves of blemished steel roofed the stretching valley, mutating the once captivating Emerald Slade into a minefield. Their edges were piercing yet brittle; chunks snapped, fell, and embedded into the broken layers of the unfortunate. In the wind, they squeaked, swinging back and forth in a cacophony of death. In the wind, they

There was the loud crunch of a cicada being crushed. She winced and carried on, grinding her sneaker against the asphalt as she did. Crack. She grimaced and carried on, eyes turned to the sidewalk while she wiped her shoes in the damp grass of her neighbour’s front yard. Dead and dying cicadas littered the

Day 1 Not really the first day. Fourth, maybe. Still nothing. No cars, no helicopters (makes sense), no people. Still chucking it down outside. Nosh is running low. Think this must have been the final lot to be shipped to the food bank. Just cans of green beans and fuck all else. Found this notepad

There are around 1,500 malls in the United States. Over 300 of them are completely abandoned, being left to rot and collapse in on themselves as time shreds their presence from existence. The Animas Forks Mall is one of these places. The entrance, once featuring a manicured set of planters and an ornate stone arch,

Sonnet for a January Nightmare It takes your eyes a moment to adjustThere’s nothing to hold onto but the starsYou grab a handful of that astral dustAnd make your way through night as black as tar. You enter in a strange familiar sceneAn animal whose eyes do not reflectOn the path that appears to you

October 6, 1929 “Jack Marshall” I recall it being the last hour of my shift. I’ll tell you now, I was sick of all the customers coming in at the last minute asking for fish. You would think the sign saying ‘closed’ on the dock would suggest something, but clearly not. It was pissing it

My ex once said he could tell how depressed I was by the amount of hair stuck to my shower wall. We lasted another year after that. I’m still not sure why. The truth was, he was exhausting—just like the pile of dishes currently staring at me. I have no doubt that undiscovered organisms fester

The only thing worse than the dusty ocean of prickly cacti was the uncertainty that came with nightfall. The goat knew this well. When its herder failed to return prior to sundown, survival became the animal’s primary objective. I can hear the howls already. I only hope they’re few in numbers. Hungry and in need

When Mr D comes calling, there’s always the same questions rolling around in my head. What sound will I come back to?How long will I have been out for?And what things did Mr D do while I was out? Yesterday, the answers to those questions were:The last 30 seconds of Phil Collins and Maryln Martin’s