In memory, what I saw felt only as a dream—a picture so surreal that only the wild and deviant subconscious should have been able to conjure such a display. I doubted many of the account’s details over time as knowledge and experience established a clear

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My wife turned out the lights, crawled into bed with me, and whispered, “I love you,” into my ear before giving me a kiss on the lips. “I love you, too,” I whispered back. I turned my way and she hers, and we faded into slumber. “Wake up, wake up,” my wif

The 104th episode of The Dark Verse podcast. Shor…

I stepped out of work for lunch and walked to the nearby delicatessen. I picked up a corned beef sandwich on rye bread and sat outside at one of the few cast iron tables available to enjoy it. The afternoon was not the warmest of days, but the sun provide

The 103rd episode of The Dark Verse podcast. Shor…

My new mother and brother arrived on the eve of my twelfth birthday. I was neither happy nor resentful with their addition. It had been three years since my mother died—three years of just my father and I—and I understood that there was a vacancy in his h

The 102nd episode of The Dark Verse podcast. Shor…

Doorways are a means of passage, but are also non-circumventive impositions on passage that have varying degrees of access. Some are open to all. Some contain doors for the filtration of sight and sound, but are still open to all. Some have locked doors,

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