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Riding the Midnight Wave, Part 1

I. Far beyond the Paulo Lighthouse, a tidal flow wound its way, in a hundred tiny aquatic arcs towards the bay. No, it was further than that, right…


Five Poems by Simon Perchik

Untitled This cup grows old while the table overflows, wobbles then lists ---for a long time now the watermarks smell from smoke as the dim light…


Feeling the Burn

"Hi, and welcome to 365 FuckGym! As usual, you can just swipe your keycard here and---oh, whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!!!! You're not a member here yet? Well,…


NEET, Part 8

LV. He woke with a throbbing feeling on the right side of his head. A painful, bulging, sucking sensation, like something had latched to his skull…


The Perverse Watchers

“The celebrated violinist Fritz Kreisler reports from New York that at various corners on its streets, he played as a street musician more than…


Last Day at the Lab

Jennifer dreamed she was in darkness. Horrible things she didn’t know made sounds she didn’t recognize. There was no hope in any of this. She smelled…


Hunting with Neil

Tell me about the rabbits, George Takei. On my way to the airport, picking up a client. I’ve been an outfitter for three decades in Nevada. I know…


Protected: Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: Grandma’s Boy

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Official Statement on the Attacks Against Terror House Magazine

Earlier this week, Terror House Magazine was the target of a smear campaign by leftists in the literary community, falsely accusing us of being…