The summer I turned ten was filled with church bells and local choirs singing the town’s sorrows.
Tom has been waking up the last few days with a sense of dread.
In the small town of Hamnia, a healthy baby girl named Melissa was born to proud parents, Mr. and Mrs. Denver Campus.
“What are you waiting for?”
When his eyes opened he found himself curled into a crescent against the corrugated metal of the culvert, wedged into the exact position he was in when he fell asleep.
Tommy stopped believing in monsters after his mother died.
2018. Rooftops and grey skies. Ash and concrete. I’m a runaway, running from mediocrity, surfing across ocean blues. […]