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“Cockroaches,” “The Corner,” and “My Hatred”
Cockroaches Cockroaches come out to cavort in the dark descending the walls ascending from sewers coming from the cracks the cobbles, the corners…
Red Jest
“Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night. What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?” William Blake I. A small…
A Walk on the Dark Side
I’m not sure whether I write to drink or drink to write. All I know is they go together like---how does the song put it? “Love and marriage, they go…
The Debasement of Igor Prostakovich, Part 1
I. Literature is for women. Literature is for women and the elderly. Literature: it is for people who can afford a book and Igor Prostakovich can’t…
Terror House Radio, Episode #75: Ate Turkey, Got Greece on My Shirt (with the Bechtloff)
On this episode of Terror House Radio, Matt Forney and Bryden Proctor welcome the Bechtloff back to the show to discuss literature, philosophy, film,…
Guardian Angel
translated by Serge Clause Kevin was driving home from the city to his small two-story cottage, located in one of the suburbs. City skyscrapers,…
Black Friday Sale: All Terror House Books and Merch on Sale Through November 30
After the immense success of the BasedCon Book Sale last September, Terror House Press is once again joining forces with science fiction author and…
My Nose Fell Off This Morning
When I was eating, it fell off into my cereal. Splash. Milk spilled all over the table. This wasn’t all that odd. It happens this about every other…
“Numb the Day,” “A Random Day in America,” and “In All the Pain and Misery”
numb the day the fog starts to thicken in the morning and a writer from maine licks his chops i roll over in bed and wonder why the pillows aren’t…
Nainsook
“Clamp your fabrics! Keep ‘em taut! No wrinkles! No waste!” Charlie imagines a steam whistle blaring as he mumbles. His scissors cut away excess…
