After the man tripped and hit his head on the kitchen counter one morning, he started to confuse beings and objects. For example, his son became the cat. The cat became his brother. And a toy doll became his son. So when his brother coughed up a hairball, the man used a lamp to clean…
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Benjamin Woodard
Benjamin Woodard's recent fiction has appeared in SmokeLong Quarterly, CRAFT, Best Microfiction 2019, and other journals. His nonfiction and criticism can be found at Kenyon Review Online, Publishers Weekly, Barrelhouse, and others. He is Editor in Chief at Atlas and Alice Literary Magazine and teaches English in Connecticut. His website is benjaminjwoodard.com.
Bradley Clayton
Bradley Clayton is an illustrator living in Brooklyn. He lives with his cat and makes comics. He most enjoys drawing spooky things and women in mid-century fashions. Things he will make time in his day to talk about: Glenn Close’s Cruella made some valid points, Sabrina Spellman is one of the most interesting onscreen antagonists in years, and conspiracy theories. The weirder the better.
