It

by Joseph Grant

It watches you when you’re sleeping, just to be certain of each breath. It knows when you’ve been bad, good and nothing at all; It doesn’t care, It’s always there. It waits for you in the darkened recesses of your mind where your fears never cease. It doesn’t feed on anything but those fears of yours, so let It feast. You may pray, cast your holy water; hold tight your crucifix, your talisman, utter your incantations, but these won’t ever work against It. It will just come and get you when It’s good and ready.

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Joseph Grant, author of Coma 1967, is originally from New York City and currently resides in Los Angeles. His short stories have been published in over 50 literary reviews and e-zines, such as Byline, New Authors Journal, Howling Moon Press, Hack Writers, New Online Review, Indite Circle and Cerebral Catalyst. Upcoming pieces will soon be published in Literary Tonic. His work has also appeared in The New York Bar Guide (as a reviewer) and in various newspaper articles that have appeared in The Pasadena Star, Whittier News and the San Gabriel Tribune. "Indigo," a work of verse, was published by Alpha Beat Press, and he has recently completed his first novel.