Southern Gothic

  • Cry Baby Bridge

    “Bernadette turned. Tiny handprints fogged the glass —six, maybe seven of them. And just beyond, in the red glow of the taillights, something crouched low to the ground. Pale. Watching. ‘Damian,’ she whispered, ‘there’s a man in the woods…’ But when she turned back— he was gone.”

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  • Plushy’s World

    The footage began with wind. Not a strong gust—just a soft, rhythmic howling, like something breathing through a plastic tube. The image flickered. Static. Then: a slide. Bright red. Covered in dew. Calvin Reece’s voice was shaky but clear. “I, Calvin Reece, am recording this in case I don’t come back.” The camcorder jostled. A…

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  • Where the Cicadas Sing

    By Amir H. Remington, Georgia – Summer, 2000 Mykel pressed his forehead against the window of his dad’s Nissan Sentra, watching trees blur past like green smudges on watercolor paper. Somewhere between the last broadcast of DJ Foxy 109 and the next gas station, they had officially crossed into nowhere. His Game Boy Color had…

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