Notes, fragments, and strange signals from the edge of story.

In a war-scarred future, a field scientist investigates a body-erasing bioweapon designed to leave nothing behind. But memory has roots, and what grows back doesn’t forget.

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The War is over. Something else is taking root.

“I was doomed to love this. Not only is it a powerful story, but it carries some absolutely great body horror to it!…This story has heart to it.” —Vale Solomon, How Sweet the Words

“This a haunting and creepy tale…And it shows that sometimes when we set out to do good, things can go wrong in unexpected and horrible ways.” —Howard G. Cornett, My Reading Life

A casket hides a lot of crimes. Children buried without limbs. Skin blackened. Jaws, eyes, ears ripped away. A ragged hole where a face used to be. A casket doesn’t spare the first responders, the authorities who arrive late after the destruction, the body collectors, the embalmers. A child’s body done in by violence is an open wound in the world that can never be closed.

In Lightspeed Magazine, Issue #183, August 2025. Read Listen Buy