“The Lost Boys” by Callum Pearce Darkness draped itself over the city of Liverpool, a cold wind crept in behind it. Shoppers and workers rushed to...
Day 17 The drive to Walman’s Pharmacy was quiet and uneventful. Whatever instincts motivated the ghouls to wander in and out of a given area Dani...
“From The Papers of AvH” by Kathy Sherwood Of all my experiences and studies of the undead, the first time I encountered them face-to-face has haunted...
This week’s Weekly Wail is a special one. Any of you fans of hitting up thrift stores for oddities? I am particularly fond of finding weird,...
“Awakening” by Frances Ippolito Chum enjoyed death more than anything else. Particularly, he enjoyed the many deaths he had personally secured. Chum was prideful in this...
“Skeletons in the Closet” by Jennifer Weigel It started in March. That was the beginning of the collapse. The effects supposedly hadn’t made it here yet. ...
“Queen of Crows” by Holly Baker Arnold pocketed the dark phone and flicked the butt of his glowing cigarette to the asphalt, crushing it under a...
Day 17 Lunch consisted of a single chunk of canned meat split five ways, a box of crumbled crackers, and some tea that was brewed outside...
“Lucky Break” by Hyten Davidson There’s different kinds of opportunity in the world, or so I hear: some knock sweetly on your door, some slam into...
Hello friends, welcome to another Weekly Wail takeover by current Throwdown Champion and incorrigible underdog, J.M. Brannyk. It’s been a rough few weeks (haha, months, years,...
“Song Of The Guillotine” by Lamont Turner It was several years after that season of madness when the shadow of the guillotine had loomed over...
“Where All The Deadbeats Go” by Jenni Chavis I roll over and stretch. A drop of water lands on my forehead. My mind is thick with...
#MeToo and Little Women I will be honest. I am an openly gay Asian single man on the autism spectrum. I had way too much fun...
Hello everyone, I’m Dave. I am going to talk to you about comics and zombies. I’m Joe (Jim?) Bob Brigg’s number 1 fan. And I have...
“When The Sun Sets In The East” by Kate Alsbury Around this time of August, I always find myself wandering back to that strange event of...
“The Haskell Playhouse” by Taylor Roth A playhouse was commissioned for little Lucy Haskell for her fifth birthday but she never got to play in it...
The Art of Denny Marshall
“Frail” by Ryan Sullivan The full-time care wing of Dayspring General Hospital was darkened to a dim light throughout the main hall when Clara’s night shift...
There are a lot of classic stories that start as a re-selling of something. An object that passes hands from one sorry soul to the next,...
“Orisha” by Michael Washburn The doorbell rang. Mary Rowland put down her newspaper, walked to the front door of her father’s spacious house, and opened it....