grafixer from morquefile Cowboy Science Traci Kenworth     Jed set the little robot cowboy onto the shelf. Almost as fast as he did, a customer from the roads wanted to take a closer look. He handed the little exhibit to the old man.             Squinting, the fellar chuckled at the figure. “Science comes to the…

hotblack at morguefile. Clandestine Meetings Traci Kenworth     I had always been tall for my age but the youth that stood across from me as the three of us gathered to discuss our country’s future towered over me by at least 5 inches. He shouldered his backpack, long, slender fingers biting into its straps. “How…

Photo credit: Vanessa Barger The Bridge to Nowhere Traci Kenworth     “Hurry, we might be able to see a dragon!” “Or a hobbit,” I giggled as we ran toward the bridge. Thick spikes of grass tried to halt our approach but we pushed through and at last came to—it. The most marvelous creation since…

taylorschlades at morguefile.com Afterbirth Traci Kenworth     I could see the end of the tunnel. Light made streaks on the wall, pulling me towards it and away from the darkness. The water beneath my feet swished, spraying up to soak my hospital gown. I shook my head at its fuzziness. Where had I been?…

photo credit to Vanessa. The War Traci Kenworth     We set the corpses on fire and stood watching them burn. Some of them were our families, some strangers to town. In the old days, we would have used a cemetery. But the old days were gone. Only nightmares awaited us, asleep or awake. The…

Photo Credit: Vanessa Barger. The Round Table Traci Kenworth     “Scott,” I called from the corridor leading to what used to be an old college campus. The professor’s “staging” area had now been claimed by chairs and a table.             “What is it, Dawn?” he asked briskly.             I cringed at his tone. Once…

treeschoolmorguefileclick.com The Tree of Life Traci Kenworth     I’d searched for it most of my seventeen years to no avail. To find it here, beside a shack in the middle of nowhere cracked what little was left of my sanity. I fell to my knees before its brittle branches, its snow-covered fields. How could…

Seven things about me, hmmm. 1. I love my horror, but the more subtle and less gross versions. Lol. Some favorites are Supernatural and Vampire Diaries. I also read lots of Stephen King, Peter Straub, Christopher Pike, Stephanie Meyer, the list goes on. 2. I also love my comedies. Some favorites are How to Lose…

Keithcr at MorgueFile.com Playing on the Darkside Traci Kenworth     The beach party noise escalated. A group of us sat around the fire. Cassandre leaned forward and whispered, “Ever hear the legends about this beach?” I shrugged. “Where do you live, Eliza! The history of Rockfield Beach is rich.” “I just don’t pay attention to…