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Until a couple years ago, Michael Cisco lurked on the periphery of what I was reading, mentioned by the Vandermeers in a collection of New weird literature, his name inserted into the folds of books by many of my favorite horror authors. Eventually I picked up “The Narrator", a beautifully descriptive maze of worlds and cultures evoking dreamlike imagery throughout - it was unfortunate, while I was well aware of his surrealist leanings, that this tomb didn't seem to end, but

Originally Published April 24, 2025 in Dug Up Magazine https://tony.deldegan.ca/dug-up-magazine/ Isaiah preferred planes, hated being stuck in a car crawling over the earth like a bug, but air travel was not an option. The town of Pine Ridge was secluded, appearing on the map as a speck in an ocean of green amidst the mountains north of the state. His boss Jerry, going on about cost cutting and thin margins, insisted he rent a car and make the drive. Now, five hours on, Isaia

Originally Published November 1st, 2025 in Flash Phantoms Magazine https://www.flashphantoms.net/november-flash-fiction Mez and I arrive at Anton’s place as the golden sun sets on a world of copper and plum, a dash of remaining emerald. Mez dragged me here, promising a legendary party. Rumors were the Chernik family had a few skeletons in their closet- missing persons on the estate, esoteric meetings attended by the upper crust, a fifth brother, kept locked in the basement. E

Originally Published August 13th, 2025 in Macabre Magazine https://macabremagazine.com/pgy4dqtf7icbbp9j1bhu6krlak7ihf/ Detective O’Rourke strolled down an eroding hallway, the shadows hemmed in sulfurous orange while stark-white LED’s splayed across the wall to her right. Smoking inside hadn't been legal in twenty years, but the building was a rotting shell, so an ember hung a few inches below her fingertips, trailing ghostly smoke. Her hair was in a tight bun, a long gray c