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Category: Creature Feature (Page 2 of 2)

I Found A Body

My dog and I found a body in the woods yesterday. Actually…we found several.

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I’m suspended in the void, floating. Senses fail here, except hearing, which is fine because this is the nothingness; nothing to feel or see. It’s a quiet place–peaceful, like finding yourself adrift in space. Then a familiar voice reminds me to be afraid. I can’t see, but he speaks to me in harsh whispers near my ear, saying:

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Narration – A Deal is A Deal

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The worst day of my life was not when I was quartered and pulled apart. Not when the dogs had torn my head away and ripped off my arms and legs.

That was a bad day…but not the worst day.

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Gulped Down By The Gulf

When people think of homes on the beach, they think of paradise; panoramic views with pristine white sands leading into hues of blue. They think of plate glass and every room is a room with a view. Homes surrounded by ocean, of private beaches beyond. All of these vistas set to the sloshing sound of the tides as they rise in and out like the beat of breaths.

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The Crow Children Will Teach You To Fly

The first time I saw one, I was seven. That was the night the neighbor-girl Cindy died. We were friends.

It was summertime and the marsh was foggy and the frogs were all going at once, making an awful racket with their obnoxious noises.

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Touch Yourself Again And I’ll Kill Ya

Have you guys ever heard of The Onan?

My husband has never heard of it. He says it’s not a real thing…but it has to be, because I’ve seen it. He masturbates all the time…so for sure, it’s seen him.

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Midnight Dog-walking is Dangerous

I work evenings. It’s not uncommon that I arrive home past midnight. Last night around 12:15, I unlocked the door, changed, put on my headlamp, and brought my dog, Maximus, downstairs. We live in some country club condos with miles of sidewalks to explore. He’s always eager to go with me; tail wagging enthusiastically. Exploring nighttime with daddy is his favorite time. There was an unseasonable chill in the air. Any chill in Florida is unseasonable, not to mention unreasonable. We live here to be warm. The chill was accompanied by thin blankets of fog. I hate fog.

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The Nightmare Man

At night I sleep darkly and as I drift away the wisps of his boney dreamfingers reach out. Poke their ways inside to the back of my eyes.

That’s where the man is. The Nightmare Man. His name is Spindly Ticks.

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I Enjoy Watching The Neighbors

I enjoy watching the neighbors.

I watch them outside, through the window.

I think the slimmer is very attractive. They have lived here for a year and I’ve watched them both in that time. The slimmer one has red hair and a strong jawline. Sometimes his hair is more red than now—sometimes it has lighter hues of blonde. Sometimes he keeps it short. Sometimes he keeps it long.

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