Dylan Balde

Secretly Dead and Strange, writes for a living. Moonlights as a cat-obsessed dork and innocuously wrapped human nitroglycerin. My life is an everyday Westchester incident. 💀 @dylanbalde

Anticlimax: A Reunion that Could’ve Been
7 months ago
The other night, I had this oddly photorealistic dream about Ginny and her friends. It was all sorts of terrifying and fascinating, mainly because it felt very real; I actually ended up sleeping in th...
2 years ago
“Seph!” Ross rang her doorbell repeatedly in a furious rage. “Open the door, Seph!” When there was no answer, Ross resorted to banging on the door. He couldn’t wait. He’d been waiting and trying and f...