Walking into a spot of field lit by headlights, my pre-law mind tells myself not to go any farther, lest I contaminate a possible crime scene. But whatever brought me here, pulls me onward, the tangle of crabgrass slowing my stride. My eyes adjust to night that’s deepening with every step. The field has been left to tend to itself and has chosen a state of anarchy. I hear and feel but cannot see night critters and insects tearing around the geography. The moon eventually helps steer me to a clearing. I step into it and see for the first time the crops of this field.
Read “The Field,” a new short story from Marvin Brown, published in the latest edition of Insomnia & Obsession magazine. The story has also been recently selected as one of the Year’s Best Hardcore Horror.
