The Author Site of Michael Cabrera
Hello! Welcome to my site. Here you will find my short stories, poetry, reviews, thoughts, and other projects I have picked up. I hope you enjoy.
About Michael
Michael Cabrera is the author of The Wheel and the Day, published by Rebel Satori Press. His short story, “Michael Row,” placed third in Southern New Hampshire University’s 2022 Fall Fiction Contest. He served in the U.S. Navy as a Corpsman and took part in Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan, 2008 – 2009. Michael is fascinated by things that are unusual and enlightening. His interests in the strange, the supernatural, and the nostalgic shape much of his writing which can be described as literary with a dash of magical realism and horror. He graduated from Southern New Hampshire University in 2024 with a B.A. in English and Creative Writing with a concentration in fiction. He is a graphic designer in Arlington, Virginia.
Published Work
The Wheel and the Day
In the Washington, DC metropolitan area, Jacob Ayers finds himself in the midst of a thriving community of witches. From late night strolls in the city to dancing around bonfires and drum circles, Jacob’s experiences with community members is mostly a pleasant one. The people themselves are welcoming and are hardly evangelical about their beliefs, which is fine for Jacob as he has no idea if he really believes in any of it at all. That is, until odd things start to happen. Things go bump in the night. Tension builds between people. Sickness and even death spread among the varying groups. Soon it starts affecting Jacob. To get his life back, Jacob must decide for himself if the magic of the community is real or if it’s all just in his head.
Coming Soon
Novel in progress
The Wand and the Athame
[working title]
The sequel to The Wheel and the Day places Jacob at the heart of a haunting, a political uprising, and a forming coven of male witches.
From the blog
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Little Bird, Fly
Aunt Victoria walked into view of the sliding patio doors across the living room. It was dark outside and she looked otherworldly and glowing in a pale white…
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The Madman
I met the madman when I was eight. He was heap of grease and dirt. I ignored him, feeling uncomfortable that he, a stranger, was so close to…
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Spotted on the Train
Dulles Airport was a mistake. Lyla told her husband this many times as he purchased the tickets. She reminded him when they woke up late and paid 70…
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