Nothing Left but Things

A person stands in the middle of a fairy circle of mushrooms.
Photo source: Chicago Tribune archive

I wrote the short story "Nothing Left but Things" in early 2019. It's a deeply personal story about family, memory and home. But I disguised all that under a veneer of toxic mold and malevolent, otherworldly fungi.

Due to the current pandemic I've decided to make it available publicly for free.

Download a PDF of "Nothing Left but Things."

This story was almost entirely written while listening to the collaborative album Altar by the band Sunn O))) and Boris. I recommend it as a soundtrack for reading as well.