Fiction | By Allegra Frazier
Dreamers, Again
To read more, please purchase a copy of Issue #1, 2014
To read more, please purchase a copy of Issue #1, 2014
To read this story, please purchase a copy of Issue #1, 2014
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setting the scene Gloom, gallows. A taste for gothic. Perhaps a butler is creeping behind a hidden wall. The bare branches are spiderwebbed, an eerie light refracted from a dusty looking-glass. This is the hiss in the cellar, the mad mutter in the attic. What soft organ pulses beneath that antique carpet? Graffiti, grist. You …
‘People are actually scared of this movie? I’ll grant that that’s a big dog. Sure. But it’s not like he’s bulletproof. I don’t get what’s so horrific about this.’ ‘The horror has more to do with the like existential betrayal of the situation. The way a pet can turn on you. What can and can’t …
One morning, when Natalie Carver woke from troubled dreams, she found herself transformed in her bed into a Kafka story. At first she thought perhaps no one would notice. She had noticed instantly upon waking that something was wrong, that the allegories were slithering just under the skin in a way that made it painful …
They found the first one behind an old abandoned barn. It was tangled up in a mess of barbed wire and leaking opaque purple liquid from holes in its stomach. Tim tried to call Tracy on his cell phone, but couldn’t get reception. Byrd hit it in the face with a stick while Charlotte screamed. …
The books I got from Amazon are now added to my list of burdens, but the earnestness of the author has stopped their journey to the trashcan. His car crash reminds me of my sister and her mashed up body, and she did have the same fecklessness that he does, the evangelical approach to wellness …
We left at seven in the morning, a grey film over my brain. My mother handed me a steamed bun wrapped in a napkin. I chewed somnambulantly, cataloging the changing landscape as we sped on the 710 South, the 10 East. A pig in a shrunken red cap brandishing a baseball bat, grinning above the …
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