Ivor Steven: Lily and a Lizard of Wizardry

  My loving dog Lily, died last week. And I broken heartedly buried her deep. Beneath her favourite sunny spot. In the middle of our warm courtyard plot. Then today, on top of her grave. Sitting, staring at me so brave. Lazily sunbaking, a big Blue-tongued Lizard. His pointy tail twirling like a wizard. The

Something Lurks In The Grass!

  Monsters are all around us. Some are tiny. Some are big. But there’s one thing these monsters have in common—they’re real! You don’t need to scour the creative dimensions to discover horrific entities. Six-legged abominations live in the same world as you do. Let’s magnify a creepy-crawly’s reality and ask ourselves: what is that?

Lock n’ Load: Aim For October’s Supermoon

  Shhh…do you hear that? Listen closely…it sounds like a witch joyriding a broomstick! Which means it’s almost that special time of year again! Little slashers and monsters will soon terrorize their neighbors for a handful of artificially flavored candy corn. Halloween is the only time of year when it’s okay to scare the shit

Carve Your Pumpkin Halloween Event

  Grab a knife and prepare to get pumpkin guts all over your hands. SlasherMonster Magazine needs you to stick a squash where it hurts the most! Brand your own artistic design into the skin of a pumpkin—your devilish jack o’ lanterns will be featured right here on SMM, and will be entered into a

Guess The Monster Part: Spiky Thing

The game has ended—scroll and the monster will be revealed!   Say…you have horns and a tail, right? Perhaps you know a thing or two about real monsters! Let’s play a little guessing game, shall we?   The rules are very simple:   Study the monster part photograph Leave a comment and tell everyone what

Friday Fright at Frank’s

Story By Karina Pinella   The fridge is empty; the oven is cold. Looks like no one is making dinner tonight. Brad decides to go to his friend’s house next door. Brad’s been known to drop by Frank’s house at odd hours. He rings the doorbell, but no one answers. He knocks on the door,

Nightlight

Poem By Doug Branson   an oasis of sorts a refuge in the distance beings who stalk to be kept at bay for the moment whether they slither or prowl             *The poem was written using the gogyohka form…a new form of poetry which has been developed in Japan by a poet called

Fearology: Screamers

Ahhhh! Oh. Excuse me. Pardon the involuntary airy expulsion. How come bipedal mortals (humans) scream when they’re scared? Have you noticed that? Perhaps you’ve been the victim of an involuntary airy expulsion. What caused it? One of them eight-legged atrocities? A scary movie that most likely simulated the demise of a stupid drunk frat boy?

Everyday Horror: Roadkill Blues

Everything is fine and dandy until you see something dead on the side of the road. Some kind of four-legged mammal…torn open…ruby tissue…chunks of mangled biology. A feast for the crows and worms. Roadkill is something many of us see everyday. This typical mammalian sun blasted gore may even blend into the environment. Oh…there’s a

Decay

He leaps down the halls. The decay inside his brain reflects on the walls.           !!** Click Here & Subscribe to Paula Graham’s Blog **!!   Paula Graham 2016© Poem By Poet Rummager