Reflections on the mutability of the interwoven Internet
Mitchell Allen 
I shuffled the deck. Ambient light enveloped the foggy mist obscuring the landing. Misfortune floated up the steps, sword in hand. In the distance, I could hear the weeping and gnashing of teeth. I peeked at the next two cards. The Devil and The Tower. What to do? I shuffled the deck. The fog returned, ... Read more
Incessant knocking brought a disheveled Gunther limping to the front door. He flicked the porch light on, startling the white-clad messenger standing next door. "Theodore's dead. Go away." "But I have to deliver this liver!" "Theodore won't be needing that now, will he?" Gunther was irked by the young man's foolish reply. "Just stop banging ... Read more
The warden’s stooges frog-marched the former prisoner to an uncertain freedom. Johnny Hotpocket stood outside of Massive State Penitentiary, blinking in the early morning sunlight. His manila folder contained only his watch, a gaudy orange flyer and a bus ticket in lieu of the state’s usual cab fare. Johnny couldn’t believe his luck. He grinned ... Read more
Big thanks to Enzo B on Unsplash for consciously creating this creepy picture! It is a perfect match for my poem.
Lurchin’ Louie lit the lamp Pushing back the moldy damp. Spandex cap upon his head Swallowed up our growing dread. Amblin’ Amber arc’d the axe Swinging down upon our backs Bungee cord around her waist Yanked her up in timely haste. Trapeze Tommy torched the tent Roasting our old elephant. Fire hose between his legs ... Read more
Once upon a time, there lived in the woods of Abstemia, a wicked witch by the name of Hedwig. She was the joke of the kingdom; all her spells had the opposite effect on her victims. The king never bothered to have her burned at the stake because, frankly, he found her antics amusing. Besides, ... Read more
"I'm sorry, Ms. Cochrane. The brain damage is irreversible. Your son has suffered permanent memory loss." The surgeon didn't bother to comfort the distraught mother. Instead, he spun sharply about and briskly left the family waiting room. "That's one cold fish, ma'am, but he's the best they got here at Mercy General. So, if he ... Read more
Harvey's deal with the devil turned on a single, misapplied term in the new Faustian Transmigration of Souls Contract. Like all beings cursed with a lack of mortality, the devil had taken her sweet time getting up to speed on office computing. She was inventive enough when it came to the art of suffering; navigating ... Read more
Holly Jahangiri and Charles Roast had a bit of fun, collaborating on a writing project. You should just jump right in and read all seven parts of Flying by the Seat of Our Bananas. Then, tell all of your friends to read it, too.
If it hadn't been for the extended quarantine, I'd have never finally found Charlie in the freezer. Six years ago, my youngest thought it would be a blast to hide an Easter egg behind the bags of peas and corn. It was his turn to be the Egg Master, as we called the person who ... Read more