Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Mercy Jackson and was part of our 2019 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “You. Stole. From. A. Dead…. person? ” Pablo whispered to himself, barely aware that he had spoken. How the fuck had he wound up here? The rain had begun to fall…
This story is by Mercy Jackson and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. A sliver of moon gazed from a starless winter sky, hemorrhaging light through a frosted pane. Inside, a dark room, stilled, as though holding its breath. Waiting. A small bed; a…
