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Stiletto

He moved his husky frame through the dark on too skinny legs. He stalked along 11th Avenue, gliding along buzzed. The late summer’s night was still…


“The Makeup Artist” and “Signs”

The Makeup Artist Minutes to midnight A little girl twists up a lipstick that was in her mother’s makeup box and witch looks pretty expensive with…


Local Weirdo Saves Retard

Heroism ran in my family. For example, my older brother Alan, who drove a school bus for special needs kids, was driving on the highway one December…


Berlin, Deutschland

No one seemed to care for Berlin. Harry was high and stood outside the techno-club with some Ukrainians smoking something. The Ukrainians came from…


50 Shades of Trash: A Review of 365 Days

I don’t often do movie reviews, but every once in a while, there comes a movie just so pernicious I can’t help myself. 365 Days is one such movie. It…


Terror House Radio, Episode #27: Wood Rocket Launch Pad (with Benjamin Welton)

On this episode of Terror House Radio, Matt Forney and Bryden Proctor welcome Benjamin Welton back to the show to discuss his new poetry chapbook…


Who Will Love Jobie White?

“Jobie?” “Shit,” said Jobie. “Was that your mom?” said Jobie’s girlfriend, who was Skyping with Jobie. The girlfriend was at least topless; she was…


Emily in Red

We were assembled haphazardly upon decrepit benches, sunken couches, and metal lawn furniture along the rambling front porch of Mirror Vale, a former…


Martyr’s Blood, Part 2

III. The attack on the compound began an hour later, when Kiritata radioed in that his team was in position. Special tunnelling servitor drones had…


The Eulogy of Fallin’ Paul

The only time his sister Lorie called, it was because their brother was in jail or their father wasn’t doing well. It was 7 a.m. so it was more…