I’m in a writers’ group that meets on Zoom, though before the pandemic we met in person. Every week, we do a writing prompt: someone gives a page number, and our organizer picks a word from a huge dictionary. We write for five minutes. In this example, the word is: Paranoid.
I wrote two separate bits this time.
I used to think I was paranoid until a narcissistic sociopath with borderline personality disorder took over my life and made me realize: you’re not paranoid if psychic vampires really are out to get you.
Two hours after I buried the old man with the evil eye beneath the floorboards, I continued hearing his heartbeat thudding at an abnormally fast pace. The police sat in a circle, chatting and laughing in the same room directly above the dismembered corpse. I imagined a pool of blood seeping up from the floorboards.
I didn’t consider myself paranoid. But I sensed the police knew and were toying with me. Surely they were waiting for me to blurt out a confession.
Where I’ve been published this year:
- My poem “Bonsai Tree” in the webzine Grim & Gilded, September 2022 issue.
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- My story “Theater Patron” in Kaleidoscope — A Queer Anthology, published by Cloaked Press. Proceeds for the latter go to The Trevor Project.
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- My story “Starless Night” in Sirens Call Magazine, Spring 2022, 57zine issue
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- My story “Portrait” in Variety Pack, 2022 issue 7: