Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Kindness

January 21st 2017

Raul and Kipsy sat in the treehouse until dark making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. They drew a map of the neighborhood in sidewalk chalk on the floor and talked through the details of their delivery system (Kipsy would take the houses closest to the road; Raul would take the heart of the town and […]

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Plow

January 14th 2017

“We’ve always plowed out the town,” Jassop said to the little ones, “to keep it safe for driving. We want people to get to work on time, visit the market when they need to, and have the chance to do fun things with family and friends.” They nodded and sipped their hot chocolate. “And we’ve […]

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Heartbreak

December 8th 2016

Leslie sat in the living room staring at the old shoebox with “Heartbreak Kit” written in marker across the top. She sipped her glass of Pinot Noir and let a wave of hatred wash over her. “Zero privacy in small towns,” her father had said when they’d moved (and here was the goddamn proof). Leslie […]

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Misfortune

November 29th 2016

In the Target parking lot, turning on her lights to back out, Cathy gasped as she looked up to find a woman standing in front of the car, leaning forward against the hood to see in. “Shit,” Nancy whispered in the passenger seat. “Shitshitshit.” “What IS that?” Cathy asked quietly, terrified by the orange eyes, […]

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Courtesy

November 12th 2016

She walked carefully up the path in the dark, pausing at the stone bowl to wash her hands and sound the warning bell. She did not dry her tears upon her sleeve; there was no point to it (there would be more). The door opened easily under her touch; the last person had left embers […]

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Heartbreak

November 3rd 2016

“I think I’d just … just rather sit in my room and read,” Paula said quietly, not looking at her grandmother. The old woman laughed. “Too old for my crazy stories of people in a small town, eh? Well, that’s just fine, Honey. Today’s yawner was going to be The Heartbreak Twins.” “The … the […]

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Harm

October 27th 2016

“What’s the weirdest thing you ever saw?” Marge asked him, and Buck put both elbows on the bar. “Tough one,” he answered. “I’ve passed through so many small towns that’ve raised the hairs on the back of my neck.” Marge waited, and the bartender loitered (just inside of earshot). “I guess,” Buck said, taking a […]

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Manners

October 25th 2016

Clara waited in the house, rocking in her favorite chair, lights off, looking through the window at the empty street. “Rock, paper, scissors,” she whispered. “Rock, paper … ” She paused, watching the paper boy come into view, chucking his obligation into every yard. Her eyes narrowed. The boy, some neighborhood kid, looked casually over […]

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Hospitality

September 28th 2016

Herrick brought tea service into the parlor. “A spot of sweetness for the early evening,” her ladyship said to the countess (who nodded her approval). Raising a cup, her ladyship smiled and toasted, “To heaven and hell and all of the civility which lies between!” The countess laughed and took a generous swallow. “I was […]

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Travels

July 20th 2016

Steve watched from across the street as the man’s family (maybe 20 of them) hugged and kissed him at the station and then carefully helped him onto the bus. There were tears and cheers and enthusiastic waving until the engine revved to go. They respectfully backed away, turned, and did not look back. “Why did […]

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