a postcard story about songs at midnight and the sounds of gaslights

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// The Birds That Sing at Midnight //

a postcard story about songs at midnight and the sounds of gaslights

My wife and I have been hearing birds singing outside our window at night since we moved to London, but it took us a few months of noticing it before either of us said something to make sure the other heard it as well. It got me thinking about what if only one of us could hear the song. I started exploring the idea, and the story slowly framed itself around some of the recent first-hand accounts I've read of women and trans people sharing their experiences with gaslighting and being in controlling, manipulative, or abusive relationships. Through a horror/weird fiction lens, I tried to depict someone trapped in a relationship where they are told they cannot trust themselves, and the doubt that creeps in when they start to realize they cannot trust their partner. For a longer, better version of this story, read Charlotte Perkins Gilman's 1892 story The Yellow Wall-paper. It's incredible....

Short story written by Peter Chiykowski

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Story prompt taken from a photo by Patrick Hendry

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