Grief takes many forms. When a gruesome carcass washes up during a broken family's beach vacation, a father and son must confront both heartbreaking loss and unspeakable evil.
Jacob Steven Mohr does not believe in human consciousness; his works emerge as though from the ether, fully formed and fully ominous. Selections of these can be observed in Cosmic Horror Monthly, Shortwave Magazine, Chthonic Matter Quarterly, Weird Horror Magazine, and The Best Horror of the Year Vol. 15. He exists in Columbus OH. Follow him everywhere @jacobstevenmohr.
”A walking dead man, neglected by the grave of the ocean.”
A well written short tale of sadness by the sea, the smell of rot and memories that float over the shores above— that does not give back what it takes.