Ordinary places. Unseen horrors.

A. M. Runnels writes quiet horror rooted in their home state of Minnesota. From riverbanks to rusting diners, vacant buildings to suburban cul-de-sacs, their stories explore what lingers just beneath the surface of everyday life. Their characters—queer, working-class, grieving, and resilient—navigate landscapes haunted not only by ghosts, but by memory, silence, and the unknown. These are stories of time slips, whispered names, and doors better left unopened. Horror that doesn’t scream, but stays with you.