Not carter house June 10, 2020 Act 1 emerging from early morning sober raves
 Folds part and the oblong opens like an ovum. A growing, a bursting ensues. She pushes through the layers of door and steps from darkness into a dull light. Inhales the thickness, letting it coat respiratory membranes. She turns her head…

Not carter house July 1, 2020 The wind blew the thoughts out of my head. And dinner landed in the dirt, along with the six-pack of to-go margaritas. The wind blew the thoughts out of my head and dinner landed in the dirt when table tumbled over, the table with the avocado green umbrella, the…

Not Carter House June 24 2020 Slather hated his apartment complex. Let’s start with that. Every day at Raven Acres Deluxe Gardens, he could smell what all the neighbors were cooking. And they could smell his. Cooking. Family ruckus? Everyone knew about it. Everyone knew which mom yelled the loudest at her kids. Everyone knew…