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We had been receiving phone calls in the small hours of the morning, my caregivers reporting each time an inability to discern any presence on the line.
I can’t stress enough the psychological effect of having the words you’ve written bound in your own skin. In having words torn from your mind…
we find ourselves lost in the experience of being the watcher whose subject is unaware of his gaze, which forms the undoing of rational thought, confronted with all the beauty and terror of the other in its natural state.
“Man shall be humbled on the plains of his development. He will wander blind from ruin to ruin, cold with fear and chattel to the hunger that gnaws at his bones. His hubris will be stoppered like a flask of wine. He will know his fault by the sun which stands in fiery witness and…
A xerox-textured, beachside autumnal tale, Croyden’s Grail follows a strange party’s on their fated grail quest, where they encounter a bulb-headed, dancing dog walker who will shift their destiny.
Drawings in celebration of women—depicting them doing such innocuous activities as going on a computer, being pregnant, walking dogs, firing rifles, and panhandling.
Weird military fiction and fragmented glimpses into vast worlds.
A man, rescued from a waterless dive by a robot hoping to “fix” him, finds himself disintegrated by a noxious fog of “Chrysanthemum Clouds,” the beginning of his transformation.
The absolute bizarre experiences of touring, noise shows, strange personalities in subculture, and being caught up in the antics of peers.
A wide range of artists from a variety of disciplines deliver sinister incantations.
The First issue of Cyanide Swamp, Reptile House’s broad reaching horror anthology
The Tyrant Queen of Iron City presents us with a bouquet of petty grievances.