The bloodthirsty plant rests on the round ceramic table on the patio where she was set down. Every so often a finger is run down her bony spine, activating the follicles and stirring the chlorophyll t...

The young cashier peered down into the open register at the neat rows of bills and coins, the latter of which were all pooled loosely together in a space far left. From that morning he could recall th...

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The doctor’s voice is the first thing I hear. “Welcome back, sleeping beauty. You’ve been out a long time.” When my eyelids manage to open, I don’t register the person I see as a doctor. He wears a gr...

The gun was in the passenger seat where I used to sit. It was rattling and the windows were rattling too because they were half-open. The gas tank was almost empty again, which seemed impossible. But ...

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The Brown Hound Press Mixtape: S1 features all twenty of the Story Tracks included in Season One. Editor Josh Boldt pairs every story with a song based on a number of factors including lyrics, tone,...

It started with the grass clippings. I’d just finished mowing the front yard. True, the rows lacked the zigzag symmetry of the adjacent lawns, and the edges were a bit on the shaggy side—I hadn’t yet ...

It’s the secret dream of a certain kind of man to have his face on a series of billboards along Highway 17 heading towards the sea, and in the case of Paradise Dave–the current one, not the original–e...

Beyond the Shinkansen window, lush green mountains and a vast ocean glisten under the blazing sun, rolling by like fast-forwarded scenes. The LED panel above the compartment door repeatedly displays “...