Question, can the inconceivable, that you link your ancestry with that of the primates of this world be that of rational reasoning? Or perhaps, it is the pathetic ravings of  ignorant ideology. If so, could it also be conceivable that a superior, heavenly being, with the ability to create life itself, a being capable of walking down through the ages with you, promising salvation, and that this being, this heavenly entity, looks upon you as a father would his children? Why? Why would ...

As its subtitle declares, the novelette, The Bequest is and homage to H.P. Lovecraft, an author who Stephen King has called, "the twentieth century's greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale." Building on Lovecraft's oft used central theme of forbidden knowledge, The Bequest, weaves a spine tingling tale of: powerful deities, ancient rites, unquenchable evil, and a man at the mercy of a vast and empty cosmos. The book delivers suspense with a satisfying punch and is written in a fi...

This volume contains eleven poems. The subject matter generally lies in the realm of love found, love lost or some other aspect of love.

Exciting music, delicious ironies, radiant self-awareness. With imagination, wit and scrupulous candour, Chris Hutchinson’s poems negotiate and renegotiate the shifting no-man’s-land between self and others, introspection and public life. Here are poems carrying unflinching perceptions on their own innovative, edgy music, refusing inflations of rhetoric and complacent notions of the inner life, bringing skeptical intelligence and radical imagination-those supposedly incompatible room-mates...

Medea is often remembered as one of the great witches of Greek mythology. She betrayed her father to help Jason steal the golden fleece, she killed her enemies ruthlessly, she burned her own children to death. But that's such a man's telling of the tale . Here's the story of what really happened, and its final untold chapter.

I languish here for all eternity, in my jail, my fetid prison. For twenty years I lay in squalor and watch this war unfold before me. How will it end? Will I live to see the day I walk unshackled and feel the green grass beneath my feet? I alone remind my captor of his tortured heart. My flesh feels the sting of his whip as I watch him sink into oblivion as each year passes. Would his neck be within my reach I would surely end his torment with these chains that bind me so. All I may do is ...

SATANSKIN is the collection of "graveyard erotica†first published in 1992, twenty stories promising "sex magick, lunar mutiny, excremental demonolatry, in utero lycanthropy, sadomasochistic vampirism, oneiric post-mortem malediction, and other bizarre maniasâ€. In Devil's Gold, a transsexual pact with faecal demons leads to unbounded metamorphoses; a maniac with White Meat Fever steals female anatomy to usurp the moon; skinless nuns with Shadow Sickness fall prey to a priapic scavenger...

Issue #128 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies online magazine, featuring stories by David Tallerman and Henry Szabranski.

turning the pages of this book you have been warned not to read, will take you through some experiences good and bad, frightening and mind boggling.it will make you wonder about the world around you and just what part you have in it. it will take you to places unimaginable and places you would rather not be in. experiencing things you didnt think you were capable of. all before bringing you back to reality.

A panoply of poems all in free verse exploring the abstract and enchanting, sublime realm carved in words and drawn with such an abandon and flourish upon the vast canvas of a creative tapestry. The poems beg to be felt, to be perceived through a faculty that cleaves to something ineffable and yet draws upon the effervescent, that deep yearning chasm that only the beauty of sound and word can satiate. It is an invitation to tune into the whispers and resonance of that seat of aesthetics. H...

The thematic sequel to Adjective Narcissism, within God Metaphor Carey focuses his interest on religion, and the relationships between an author and a deity. The unnamed protagonist returns, recovering from Carey's attentions during the first narrative, and seeks absolution for the thoughts of a greater figure, a figure he rebels against but ultimately obeys; as though he ever had a choice.From a student flat high above Liverpool to a hospital ward, Carey's self-obsession makes a st...

"Take one part Lord Dunsany, two parts H.P. Lovecraft, some Steven King extract, a quarter-cup of Thomas Pynchon, and mix well. Mitchell Wylie's work attacks the page with a kind of pointillist precision, nailing down a unique vision of fantasy psycho-horror." — Scott Fitzgerald Gray, author of A PRAYER FOR DEAD KINGS AND OTHER TALES* * *The other nursing lass stares up at the main parts of this new herald of the now encompassing abyss — the just as hideously or more so sla...