Jonathan Douglas Dowdle was born in Nashua, NH and has traveled throughout the US, he currently resides...
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“You make your childhood sound gothic,” he’d said the week before. “Well, that explains the dress code,”...
I wasn’t comfortable here, I should have just said “no!” The house was abandoned, and from what...
Elaine was lucky for two reasons. She had flood insurance and she had somewhere to go.
Her new...
I never thought much about the afterlife. Until now. I can’t move, breathe, speak or hear and...
A thief came out of the shadows, dressed in all black and wearing a balaclava and held...
I never owned a bow and arrow as a kid but learned archery from my friend, Stanley...
At first she felt free, after her husband cheated. Oddly, Vivian found herself walking through a local...
When I was 27 I took a job driving a leopard skin van around the country promoting...
Death.
It came one evening when everyone else was sleeping. It crawled in the dark outside, hissing along...
The little boy could hardly keep his eyes open. He lay on his Uncle’s lap during the...
“It came out positive.” “You’re kidding!” It would seem so. The news was surprising to Ruth because...
Little Mrs. Sommers one day found herself the unexpected possessor of fifteen dollars. It seemed to her...
Invisible boundaries. The gum lines of aggressive brushers. Chins, if you’re a Hapsburg. The stamped fingerprints of...
She ran away from home, and Pastor Bruce was dismayed after talking with her mother. Her mother...
