Roman Theodore Brandt: 6 books

He told me to transform, and so I did. I became a satellite burning up in the atmosphere. Even when we were apart, I left my lungs in his room so I could smell him. Never mind all that.I listened to the sounds of the train, passing and passing, my skin cells dividing, peeling back in the dark,...

Sometimes I dream that I'm in a dark room, and it's like nothing's there in the dark at all. There's no sky, no stars, no grass or carpet or anything else. I think, therefore I am. I think, therefore I am, damn it. I'm in a void, and all my words are silent.The world...

Sometimes, when I don’t recognize the ghost looking back at me in the mirror, I think of the fireworks on the lake. I think of the whistling right before the explosion, spider webs of light streaking across the sky, the water coated in a thin film of ash and memory. I think of my brother in his...

Things got rough after a few years. We ran out of ideas. You held my hand to the red-hot stove burner coils. I threw you down the stairs and sent a bowling ball crashing down after you. Once, we plunged into a ditch in the car and rolled once, twice, three times, landing upright beside a cow."What...

Midnight at the Bowling Alley is the story of Oscar, who attends his partner's mother's bizarre late night birthday party at a remote bowling alley and wants nothing more than to go home. But will he find that he's doomed to be stuck with Zeke's family forever? Is this possibly the last night on Earth?...

I made friends at college; stupid, lost boys who were always drunk. Bearded artists and philosophers, retching their dreams on the side of the road like magic shows, calling out for an audience to help them clean up. I might even have become one of those boys, sad and dark and twisted into spaces...