Head in a Jar

Fiction by Paul Rogalus

When my Uncle Lukas died, he didn’t have a will—he just left things for the people he wanted to give things to in cardboard boxes in his kitchen. And even though I didn’t know him very well, my mother told me that Lukas had left a box for me. And I had a pretty good idea what was in the box.

I’d only met Uncle Lukas a few times over my whole life—but we’…