JC

Justin Cawthorne

  • Justin Cawthorne
    Published 2 months ago
    Behind You

    Behind You

    Tag stares at his empty hand as the frantic, bumbling Christmas shoppers make careless circuits around him. He doesn’t move, as if freezing the moment will somehow let him roll it back and undo it. His breath hangs in his throat. His right hand remains poised in mid-air, ready to type out a forgotten message to Sonia.
  • Justin Cawthorne
    Published 2 months ago
    Three Visits at Midnight

    Three Visits at Midnight

    I awoke that night to the sound of furious hammering.