Weird Fiction for the Bold
OCTOBER 12, 2094 – Found a can of Hormel Chili in the burned out hull of an elementary school cafeteria. Used to love this stuff as a kid. Couldn’t find a can opener—lost mine the other day, which is insane because I almost ALWAYS keep it on a chain around my neck—but I got it…
THE SUN WAS A DIME in the white pan of the sky. Angel’s lips rustled together like tissue paper, reminding her wildly of the moment she pulled the wedding dress from its package in the dusty post office in Eureka. That had been four weeks and a lifetime ago. It had been a creamy white…
“YO, OILY JOSH!” “Sup?” “This dude says he needs his hand fixed. He’s, like, a carpenter or sumthin.” “Yeah? I did some carpenterin’ in my day. Send him in.” A young man in a dirty robe hobbles in carrying a hammer. His right hand is mangled and bloody. Oily Josh—a big man with long, greasy…
11/4/1902 – Ever since the day my dear father handed me the map—on his sickbed and mere minutes from death, God rest his soul—I have dreamed of this day. Today, we board the steamer Beluga and begin our voyage to Brazil and the heart of the mighty Amazon. Having secured funding through the Royal…
THE LITTLE GIRL IN fleece teddy bear pajamas sniffs and looks up at her father through long lashes. “But I don’t want you to go, Daddy.” The man swipes a tear from her cheek with a calloused thumb and grins down at her from where he sits on the edge of her bed. “I know,…