DOGZPLOT

JUST LIKE MAGIC
One
One a.m. was “Out of the Grave”—Lloyd’s standard. He turned plastic cans into a pile of chirping, miniature zombies. He watched them crawl toward the audience’s shoes hissing the word “brains” and marveled at God’s lack of creative flair....

BATTLE ROYAL – NOVEL EXCERPT
Rubin Lopez was the first playmate I had over since two months ago when James and Roger Thompson pinned me on the trampoline in front of Dad. At ten in the morning I began checking for the Lopez’s car. I didn’t see it, but I made regular looks out front...

SID, ME, AND THE SEA
Sid was an odd man I once thought I loved with smooth black hair and tan skin; on his belly was a panel of ocean. He had no bellybutton, which should have been disturbing, but I was too dumb when I met him to recognize this problem. If I lifted his shirts...

INCUBUS
I stand eight miles outside of Carlsbad, my arms outstretched in a scarecrow’s stance. Or, perhaps, the crucified man’s. Over on the stripped dirt of a road sits my car, headlights on, casting unnatural light into this six a.m. space, a yellowed glow...