by Elizabeth Scozzari | Jun 10, 2026 | Flash Fiction
Rough, the scratch of the pen against the paper. Ears could bleed for less. They wouldn’t bleed, not this time, this time they would be subjected to far worse. Everything had changed between them, and yet everything was exactly the same. The very palpable air...
by Elizabeth Scozzari | Oct 5, 2025 | Horror
Right Hand Hold Do you do everything they tell you? She looked across the room. The whisper of the tentacles weaving through the air, caressing the inside of her ear. We’re your world. Your creation. Not them. It said again. The whisper of a thousand voices. a...
by Elizabeth Scozzari | Oct 3, 2025 | Post
Everything felt a million miles away. Cliché but also incredibly true. The kids down the block were still playing, the digital picture frame still flipped through to new pictures, even she was still getting ready but she couldn’t feel anything. Nothing seemed to...
