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Baby Head

Baby Head

by Heath Dollar Johnny Benton, in his cowboy hat, starched jeans, and boots with a walking heel, parked his truck alongside the state highway, stepped across a bar ditch, and headed toward the gate of Baby Head Cemetery. The cemetery, which was situated beneath a rugged hill of pink granite and Texas scrub, was allRead more about Baby Head[...]

Gashlycrumb Primer:  A Re-Story by Brendon Vayo

Gashlycrumb Primer: A Re-Story by Brendon Vayo

Gashlycrumb Primer: A Re-Story “Class,” said Mr. Principal. We barely heard him, we creaked so loud in our desks. Mr. Principal, with his sad, blue eyes, only clasped his hands to deliver bad news. “I’m afraid to say, something awful happened to Kate.” “An axe,” said Prue. From forehead to calves, veins swam under herRead more about Gashlycrumb Primer: A Re-Story by Brendon Vayo[...]