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We argue over what to call it, that place where the children die.
R. Gatwood is precise.
We argue over what to call it, that place where the children die.
R. Gatwood is precise.
Since you died, two thoughts keep hitting me one after the other: “Wish you were here” and then “You didn’t want to be here.”
R. Gatwood is concise.
I forgot your birthday this year. Maybe that’s progress.
R. Gatwood’s fiction has appeared or is forthcoming, depending on your temporal location, in Apex Magazine.
He lived long enough to see his favorite beach vanish and his favorite food go extinct.
R. Gatwood (@iwantanewhead) is the emergent consciousness of a spectacularly inefficient library shelving system.
He lies bleeding in her lap, and he says, Tell me a story, and she laughs through tears and says, I love you, and he says, No, a true story.
R. Gatwood (@iwantanewhead) tells many stories, mostly false ones.
June will be another author spotlight, a special month featuring five stories by R. Gatwood each Wednesday.