Author: Don

My name is Mason “Bear” Callahan, and I have been in dark places before. I have ridden through tunnels where the air was thin and the walls pressed close. But …

ABANDONED GRAIN SILO Read More

The kitchen was warm and smelled of yeast and garlic — the kind of domestic intimacy that usually made me feel safe. But tonight was different. Tonight, I was standing …

The Main Course Read More

I was 19 years old, standing outside a club in Atlanta, when I made a decision that cost me everything. It was 2 AM. I had been drinking. My girlfriend …

The 5 Minutes Read More

I was 38 years old, standing at my mother’s graveside, when a stranger walked through the crowd. My mother had died of cancer three weeks ago. She was 65. We …

The Funeral That Exposed Read More

The bathroom was a sanctuary of steam and warmth. I had spent forty minutes in the shower, letting the hot water pound against my shoulders, trying to wash away the …

The Edge of the Towel Read More

My name is Eddie “Preacher” Boone, and I am fifty-nine years old. I am six-foot-four, bald, with a silver goatee and tattoos that run from my wrists to my shoulders. …

ABANDONED FERRIS WHEEL Read More

I was 26 years old, six months pregnant, and standing in my father’s study when my world collapsed. My husband, Alex, and I had been married for two years. We …

The Letter That Destroyed Read More

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains in gold ribbons, painting the bedroom in shades of honey and cream. I woke up slowly, my body heavy with the kind …

Borrowed Fabric Read More

My name is Luis Vega, and I am thirty-six years old. I have seen destruction before. I have ridden through towns after floods, after fires, after storms that took everything …

THE TORNADO DEBRIS Read More

My name is Mason “Bear” Callahan, and I have been in dark places before. I have ridden through tunnels where the air was thin and the walls pressed close. I …

ABANDONED MINE SHAFT Read More