trauma

This town. It knows me. It showed me things. It wants me to finish this. Murphy Pendleton kills monsters. One of the most significant, most haunting lines of the Silent…

I I heard your cries before I saw you, a secondhand cacophony from multiple iPhone speakers. When one of your grandmas tried to show me a video, I waved the…

The brown townhouse is smaller than I remember. It sits back further from the road than the other townhouses attached to it, flinching into the shadows. Emerald shrubs under the…

WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…

Travis, you messed-up sonofabitch. Whatchu doin’ on my road? Given its troubled history, it’s a miracle Silent Hill: Origins turned out as well as it did. The first Silent Hill title…

Everything’s just been falling apart around us, you know, but you just keep moving forward. It’s been three years since I last set foot in Silent Hill. Its streets are…

WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…

WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…

Somewhere, in an email nearly a decade old now, and in reference to a conversation I can’t quite recall, Sesshu Foster wrote something to the effect of “there’s a difference…

Before we banish the term “unflinching” from our critical vocabulary forever, we might permit it one last flourish, and in the direction of Jason Snyder’s Family Album. For here is…

Don’t worry about it too much. There are a…lot of strange things in this world…. The umbilical cord I keep in a box in my room…lately, it’s started to smell…

Vincent: Don’t stand there looking so smug. You’re the worst person in this room. You come here and enjoy spilling their blood and listening to them cry out. You feel…

In my restless dreams, I see that town. Silent Hill. You promised me you’d take me there again someday. But you never did. Well, I’m alone there now…in our ‘special place’…waiting…

At first, I thought I was losing my mind. But now I know I’m not. It’s not me. This whole town…it’s being invaded by the Otherworld. A world of someone’s nightmarish delusions come…