You forced my hand. When you modernized, flying all around the world in your airplanes, I could have mutated, evolved. I could have...

I was thirteen years old that July in 1952 that they let Uncle Buddy out of the pen long enough to come home for Mammaw’s funeral, or so...

One night when I was about 10, I dreamt I was in a library. A lady walked up. She looked familiar. She didn’t say anything but when...

I didn’t know at the time how I came unstuck. It happened on a day like any other day. I was taking a walk in my neighborhood. I do this...

The white GM box truck with ‘J Corduroy, Antiques – Collectibles’  on the side in scraped brown paint bounced us as the big tires rolled...

Which is the more difficult thing to do—love your immediate surroundings for the way they nurture you? Or hate them for all that they’ve...

1 My knees and hands were bleeding and hurt like the dickens, but I was still holding onto the seashell I had picked up from the darkened...

I paid a goodbye visit to Windburn Barn figuring a bunch of college kids would have rented it by now, but there were no cars in the...

(Content warning: this story contains sensitive material related to child sexual abuse. Please read at your own discretion.) The music...

“Insane? I was perfectly sane. I knew that the best place for a genius philosopher to hide out was an asylum. Switzerland, no less. Cool...

My stepmother’s name was Alice, but I called her Malice because she haunted my childhood and was the evilest person I ever knew—and for...

Herculaneum, 79 AD (Back in the 1980s, over three hundred carbonized skeletal remains were discovered submerged along the coastline of...

“This is my favorite part of the drive,” said Alberto. We were cruising over the 18-mile span of the Atchafalaya Basin Bridge, en route...

1. Vin stood in front of the bathroom mirror studying the lump protruding from his left shoulder. Pinching it between his thumb and index...

There was something about the house at the corner of Humboldt and Spruce that gripped the imagination and drew the eye to it. It wasn't...

It was an ambush! John Ware and his South Carolina militia men had successfully defeated the well-armed redcoats at the bridge. But...

Mellow, easygoing, that’s how Jamie’s friends and family described him. Some tied it to his frequent pot smoking. Others linked it to his...

Once a proud and majestic feline, I now spend most of my days curling up in the corner of a bombed-out building, trying to avoid the...