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Terror House Radio, Episode #12: The Vortex Also Gazes Into You (with Brian Eckert)

On this episode of Terror House Radio, Matt Forney and Bryden Proctor welcome Brian Eckert to the show to discuss his new novella Into the Vortex,…


Into the Vortex: Book 1, Part 1

Driving to Sedona from Las Vegas, I decided on a whim to take a detour to the Grand Canyon. Standing at the Canyon’s rim for the first time, I was…


Hyenas

The old fighters greeted each other with their customary, shoulder-bumping handshake. They went to their usual table in the corner of the raised…


In the Shadow of the Belt, Chapter 12: Why Did I Join the Military?

She Beats You Because She Loves You People around us knew that my mother regularly, almost every day, beat me or my brother, and more often both of…


“Rabbits on the Grass” and “In Public”

Rabbits on the Grass The half overflows, all disappears nothing‘s sacred a man knows me, in the crisis nothing‘s sacred the legs left me, let me…


The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 18: Grandpa Pete

Lately, I have been begging off my Sunday brunches at Grandpa Pete’s. I hesitated going straight to the front door. I walked over to the living room…


“Executive Overstay,” “Wag Us,” and “The Blimps”

Executive Overstay "They tried to bury us. They didn't know we were seeds." --- Mexican proverb He wasn't going to leave. It hit us like a virus when…


Ghost House

I took the boat out a couple weeks ago to see my friend Ralph on one of the islands that dot the bay. I passed a long peninsula where empty houses…


In the Meekest Dreamery

the dreamed red sun of the morning--- thus I get tender letters. On wings of the morning glow--- I fly into lands of butterfly-like hearts. In my…


6 to 6: Arivaca

Debora Hunter, 389 W. Rillito Drive, is seven feet tall; her head eclipses the sun. She doubles over to get in my cab, her face a sad skull with…