Throw Us with the Lobsters, Out to Sea, fiction by Alison L. Fraser

by Alison L. Fraser “The stench is emanating from inside Arlo’s locker as we pass it on our way to lunch. I glance towards it, and she notices me.”

Throw Us with the Lobsters, Out to Sea, fiction by Alison L. Fraser

ALT: a woman is running through a field with ducklings following her .

Don’t Look at the New Moon Through Glass I put her superstitions away for later, when she had proven herself to be a ghost. Hand outstretched towards me, obscenities dripped from her fingers,…

https://youtu.be/ONFZ6UCqu9g Don't Look at the New Moon Through Glass I put her superstitions away for later, when she had proven herself to be a ghost. Hand outstretched towards me, obscenities dripp...

https://youtu.be/ONFZ6UCqu9g Don't Look at the New Moon Through Glass I put her superstitions away for later, when she had proven herself to be a ghost. Hand outstretched towards me, obscenities dripp...