The Dead of Venice (1914)

By Dan Klefstad She promised to do it quickly. I promised to stay out of sight. All bodies float, which is why I brought two anchors – one for me, one for her victim. All she need do is throw us in, then the chains, followed by the weights. This far out the lagoon is forty feet deep, maybe fifty. From down there our lifeless ears… Continue reading The Dead of Venice (1914)

Scalegrave

"What ya looking at?" "A tire." "Tire? Tire-frame is more like it. From an old tractor by the looks of it." Dan Kennedy stood over the tire-frame with a glum look and prodded it with his work boot. "Yep. Says C. B. on it. Whose tractor do you fancy this used to be?" "Tell me,… Continue reading Scalegrave

Fiction Circular 8/24/18

WEEKLY FICTION | compiled by KAITER ENLESS FLASH FICTION Over at The Dark Netizen, several pieces of flash fiction most notably, Lights In The Water. I'll be perfectly frank that most flash fiction feels under developed; too airy for public consumption. Simply writing something should not predispose one to put it up for others to… Continue reading Fiction Circular 8/24/18

The Second Visitation | The Sea of Corn

◊ IN MY DREA M | I stalked along a dusty road which ran betwix two fields of corn that stretched beyond the line of sight and vanished into the space between earth, horizon and sky, the liminal realm where Apep lay with baited breath for the encroachment of his eternal foe. Each stalk, higher… Continue reading The Second Visitation | The Sea of Corn

The Chittering

Night fell like a blanket of smoke over the hunters, the clicking of crickets in the forest beyond the old bunker, the only sound save for the rustling of the lonesome wind. The men were two in number, one middle aged and the other graying about the temples, languidly smoking a cigarette and listening to… Continue reading The Chittering