Season of Death / Ashen Field Pestilence

    A twisting black ribbon glides through the air, its shape changing to the whim of countless pests. Darren wipes his mouth and evicts flies sipping from saliva. “…I don’t think so. Not this time.” He impales a shovel into the dirt—sweat drips onto the rusted spade while Darren heaves dry soil over hisContinue reading “Season of Death / Ashen Field Pestilence”

Shrieking Poets: Cauldron of Hate

  Pour in your frustrations. Add a drop of your fears. Frog legs and cricket wings, Beetle brains and butterfly heads, Take the wooden spoon, churn, churn, churn— The Cauldron of Hate.   Purple mist rises, Boiling green sludge… Rat fur and toad warts, Spider eyes and raven beaks. Grasp the wooden spoon, Churn, churn,Continue reading “Shrieking Poets: Cauldron of Hate”

Mutterings of Frankenstein

  “There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied in the one, I will indulge the other.”—Mary Shelly, Frankenstein  

Silent Wings

Poem by Poet Rummager   Nightmare on silent wings, extinguished a candle. Brushing back strands of her hair, it gazed at the sleeping face – so peaceful.   Not for long, my dear. It promised fear and terror. With tendrils of vapor, it entered through pores in her skin – sly and seeping.   SheContinue reading “Silent Wings”

Monster Theory: Inside The Maw

Close your eyes. A disembodied voice whispers: Imagine a monster. What did you see? Chances are your mental projection looked like some kind of toothy anatomical creature. That image has been burned into our sub-consciousness ever since cave tigers tore our ancestors into edible fleshy ribbons. Humanity fears anything that involves a mouth full ofContinue reading “Monster Theory: Inside The Maw”

Anatomy of Fear: Dissection

Close the windows and lock the door. See that apron? Put it on. You’re going to need it. Grab the spines. I’ll hold on to the horns…and let’s carry it to the examination table. We’re going to dissect the embodiment of fear.   Are you wondering what’s going to spill out? Great! So am I.Continue reading “Anatomy of Fear: Dissection”