Written by Matthew J. Ocasio
...her eyes would bulge from their sockets, her mouth would gasp at the air and she would writhe and twist and just be a horrid sight altogether.
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Put to Rest
Written by Matthew J. Ocasio
From across the dark meadow she approached, and silhouetted by moonlight he could see her long, fine legs moving just like they used to through the decaying black lace of the dress she was buried in.
A Brief Rest in a Shallow Grave
Written by Matthew J. Ocasio
Cover Illustration by Reid Psaltis
"Three of us died last night, and I was not fortunate enough to be among them..."