Tag: magical realism

Homeless Devil Dolls – published by Idle Ink

Check out my short story ‘Homeless Devil Dolls,’ published by Idle Ink in February 2024. Here’s a brief excerpt:

At home, I found the devil doll where I’d left her on the table. When I picked her up, a chill ran down my spine. She felt unnaturally warm, like she’d been sitting in the sun for hours even though the curtains were drawn and my apartment was completely dark. I carried the devil doll over to the garbage, dropped her inside, and then pulled the bag out and hastily tied it. I raced down the stairs of my building and shoved the bag inside one of the garbage cans, smashing it deep down, hoping to bury the evidence of a crime I couldn’t quite define.

Read the full story here. Hope you enjoy!

Stepping on Bees – published by Litro Magazine

My short story ‘Stepping on Bees’ was recently published by Litro Magazine.  Click on this link to read it now!  Here’s a brief excerpt:

I never believed in miracles until I witnessed one in the summer of 1989. Back then, my granny was always going on about how the end times were upon us while my mother said we should focus on the miracles that were all around. They both claimed I’d see the truth for myself if I bothered paying attention. I didn’t believe either one of them, really. But then I met the boy.

Click here to read the full story.  And let me know what you think in the comments below!

“Big Cat Head” – a short story of mine published in Sun Star Review

A short story of mine called “Big Cat Head” has been published in Sun Star Review (Volume 1, Issue #3).  The issue is free to read online, so go check it out!  Here’s a brief excerpt from the story:

While drying off in the bathroom, I heard the strangest noise coming from the living room.  I had just finished showering after one of my regular runs along Riverside Drive and froze in place, listening closely.  It wasn’t a single noise, actually.  A loud whooshing sound erupted first, like a large, extraordinary bird beating its wings against the sky.  Then, the creaking sound of springs, like someone taking a seat on my couch.  It’s an old piece of furniture that cries out as you settle into a comfortable position.  It’s not so much the sounds that were strange in and of themselves, though they were; it’s the fact that they existed at all.  No windows were open, ruling out a gust of wind as the source of the whooshing sound.  And who would be sitting on my couch?  I live alone and never have guests over.  The noises couldn’t have been coming from the television since I rarely turn it on.  I don’t even have cable.  Nothing came to mind that could explain the unexpected disturbance.

Read the full story here – and let me know what you think!