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Clarke Wainikka
Dec 17, 20205 min read
The Demon in the Closet by Clarke Wainikka
The doors were sealed. Glued, nailed and locked so that the devil inside could never escape again. It clawed. It banged on the wood so...
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Clarke Wainikka
Jul 14, 20208 min read
Beneath the Forget-Me-Nots
Carmen Frances Jackett had never smoked, drank or gambled. She had never shot anything up her arm or scratched away the surface of a...
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Clarke Wainikka
Jun 17, 20206 min read
Far Off
The years fly by. Piling up behind me and reminding me that home is always far off. For many of the years, I didn’t think I would ever...
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Clarke Wainikka
Feb 26, 20206 min read
We Died Here
I could still smell the burning of the engine. The beeping of the alarms still filled my ears. Jennifer screaming into the radio for help...
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Clarke Wainikka
Feb 16, 20205 min read
The Perfect Babysitter
The alarm blared. It was a high-pitched, terrible beeping that filled all three floors of the house. Maddie leapt from the couch, her...
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Clarke Wainikka
Nov 28, 201913 min read
Room Service
Maria hated hotels. She especially hated hotels when she was with her husband and the White Grand in San Antonio was no exception. Faded...
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Clarke Wainikka
Oct 7, 20197 min read
The Witches on Third Street
The black dog slept against the iron fence. Her torso raised and lowered with each heaving breath of her heat-induced sleep. Water...
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Clarke Wainikka
Sep 18, 20197 min read
The Eyes on the Stairs
Tucked in tight under her sheets, Julie Hornet was not scared of monsters. Not in the closet, in the dresser or even under her bed. She...
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Clarke Wainikka
Aug 13, 201910 min read
Down Dead Fish River
The river pulled like an ocean. It had been many years since Ben had seen the current so strong. Each time his paddle sliced through the...
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Clarke Wainikka
Jul 26, 20197 min read
Between the Walls
Jeremy had been trapped for 17 hours. Each time he moved, he wedged himself farther between the plaster walls. His shoulders ached, his...
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Clarke Wainikka
Jul 24, 20197 min read
A Beast of Midnight Blue
We met in the rain. Yet, your hair wasn’t wet because you held an umbrella flush to your chest. The drops cut through the burning street...
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Clarke Wainikka
Jul 22, 20197 min read
The Red Trail
At the end of a very long line of black poles and strung wires, a matte steel building rose above the red sand. The man, who was wearing...
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Clarke Wainikka
Mar 18, 20196 min read
Subsistence
Written by Clarke Wainikka She stood between the trees. Her head and chest lifted, flakes of snow falling onto her torso and covering her...
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