It could have been a setup for a joke, āA Pollack, a Mexican, and a Frenchie walk into a barā¦ā but we didnāt walk into a...
There is a faint ringing of bells in the distance. Iām sitting here staring blindly ahead. Pay no attention to the agents in the black suits...
Ed waited eagerly like a dog at the door as he watched the delivery driver struggle with the large package on his driveway, slipping briefly on...
Dawn hid a yawn behind her hand, watching the mass of children clustered in the cafeteria. It was the last day of school before Christmas break....
“Victim #2: The Dickhead” by J.M. Brannyk Morgana woke up first and already showered, smelling like soap and desperation, when she roughly shook me awake. In the darkness,...
“Check The Children” by J.M. Brannyk In the still night, he watches his steps. Balancing his weight from one side to the other, he moves slowly,...
Pauline had been eager to have Donna over for a private party to get to know her better and celebrate the holidays. They had been flirting...
Good news for all you aspiring Willards and Willardinas out there. 2020 has hit again in a strange, unforeseen way, according to an article in the...
“Horror Selections” by Bonnie Matthews Brock Bonnie Matthews Brock is a Florida-based photographer, as well as a school psychologist. Her images have been published in Ibbetson...
“Dust To Dust”(A POC Reimagining of Lovecraftās The Colour Out Of Space) by Tain Leonard-Peck A chill wind blew through the night. Tusculana shivered, despite...
Here is a list of all of the posts in this series so that you can look at the graphic illustrations and read the poem in...
“The Keys are Red witih Roses” by Silas Adams He stands and waits. I know to stay out of sight. The lead pipe in my hands...
Bonus video poetry readingā¦ if this doesn’t load properly you can find it here. https://youtu.be/g2IEyfFN2Qg It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up,By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson...
As Thanksgiving is coming up in America, I wanted to take a brief break from my usual complaining and wet-blanketing to give my thanks. My thanks...
“A Sense of Justice” by Omar ZahZah Sometimes I wonder if part of what draws people in to a good ghost story is a sense of...
The sixth and final in a six part series of graphic images by Jennifer Weigel revisiting Emily Dickinson’s poem. And feel free to check out more...
Hi everyone, welcome to another Weekly Wail/Fireside Chat with me, your occasional wet blanket and voice of reason, J.M. Brannyk! Happy Trans Week 2020! Weāre reaching...
“Early In America” by Ryan Priest Once upon Virginia in the year 1788 there was a five-member family who lived on part of, what would one...
The fifth in a six part series of graphic images by Jennifer Weigel revisiting Emily Dickinson’s poem. And feel free to check out more of Jennifer...
“Revenge of the Roses” by Linda M. Crate He called them his roses. The girls that he slaughtered. Their remains were never recovered from the swamp....