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?Continue reading “Fearology: Screamers”
Poem By Phoenix Risen Oh, dark spirit, old and wise – hearken unto me this night. Give me thine ear, if only for a moment – that thou might relieve me of my plight. Look thou upon me in mine hour of despair, for a woman hath beset me. Another dark spirit like unto thee. SheContinue reading “Supplication”
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 aContinue reading “Everyday Horror: Roadkill Blues”
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
Poem By J.T. O’Sullivan Tepid tapered streams seamlessly Flow through rigid rivers in each Creaking crevice of his mangled Maze-like mind. Each turning twisting twirling whirling Step and stone through flesh and bone Beyond the walls a man; Alone.
Last weekend was a blast; creating three monster art items from inexpensive finds at a flea market! Everything you see here cost me less than $10 to make. The round metal box, embellished with glittery beads, had a lid that was difficult to remove. I had these vintage 1950’s sour cream carton lids in my art studio, which I dressed upContinue reading “Monster Art: Zombies & Trinkets”
Red hands open a kitchen drawer, and then wrap around a wooden handle. A golden shimmer from a nearby streetlamp bleeds through a window, coating the edge of a serrated knife. Thin tapered steel extends from the red hand like a predator’s tooth ready to bite. Dirty boots ascend a nearby stairwell—blobs of soilContinue reading “Slasher: Way of the Knife”
Poem By AJ O’Brien I awake within a black box beneath sacred soil. My heart hits a beat – tiny tunnels fill with blood, beginning to flow and boil. I claw my way out and happily arise within a graveyard dark, surrounded by the dead and forgotten goodbyes. I hunger for your pain as IContinue reading “Grave Digging”
Mommy kisses you on the forehead. She pulls a blanket under your chin and then turns on a nightlight. The wooden floorboards squeal underneath her feet while you pull the cover underneath your quivering eyes. Mommy stands in the doorway—a black shadow creeps across the floor as she waves a hand. “Good night. SleepContinue reading “Is There A Monster Underneath Your Bed?”
Story By Robert Emmet Megan was an ugly girl. She knew this, because everyone told her so. Even her mother. “You’ve a crooked nose, a chin like a frog’s arse; no man will ever want to take you as a wife. But you have other talents. You do well in school; if you applyContinue reading “Woodbine”
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