* * *
“I’m only going to kill one of you, and I’ll even let you choose who.”
“He said he wants you to go with him,” I signed to my deaf sister beside me.
* * *
I’m afraid your brother bolted himself inside his room and put a loaded gun to his head.
The first shot was instantly fatal…as were the other five.
* * *
The good news is that the lump in your brain hasn’t grown since we’ve imaged it last.
The bad news is that we’ve noticed some…wriggling.
* * *
It was my friends’ idea to see how many people they could get in a minivan.
I just helped them all fit much more efficiently.
* * *
“Please daddy, will you leave it open a little, because you know I’m afraid of the dark?”
“It’s okay sweetie, you’ll get used to it soon,” her father replied, as he laid down his trowel and slid the last brick into place.
About the author
Luke Hannon is an aspiring author and poet from County Meath, Ireland. In 2022, he received first place in the Macra na Feirme Creative Writing Competition Poetry Section. He has previously been published in the Irish Farmer’s Journal, Agriland, Wingless Dreamer, Tiny Seed Literary Journal and Black Poppy Review. Luke enjoys genre fiction and writing about the themes of mental health, nature, love, and loss.
