Little Deaths

We implode— explode— in raptures of liquid light that set the skin to sizzle on the spit like slow-cooked meat, pulled apart in greedy clutches, peeling skin from skin, limb from limb, sinew from bone until all is gone, fallen away in shreds and trickles. Tongues prodding, hungrily, for the taste of coppery bliss of… Continue reading Little Deaths

Originality By Way Of Cliche: Kumo Kagyu’s Goblin Slayer, Vol. 1 (2016)

"Goblin Slayer was calm as he delivered this answer that was no answer. He daubed his gauntlets with blood, then pulled a liver out from one of the bodies."   —Kumo Kagyu, Goblin Slayer, Vol. 1 (2016) §.00 The first installment of the novel series Goblin Slayer, Vol.1 (2016), written by Kumo Kagyu (with illustrations by Noboru… Continue reading Originality By Way Of Cliche: Kumo Kagyu’s Goblin Slayer, Vol. 1 (2016)

The Silence & The Howl | Part 14

§.14 "I thought that... maybe I could come over." "You can't come to the house." "Why not?" "Because Rich kicked me out." "What? Why?" "It doesn't matter, he's made up his mind. Its good to hear from you, Bluebird," he replied flatly, unsure if he even believed his own words. "Wait, what happened? Are you… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 14

The Silence & The Howl | Part 12

§.12 When Harmon waved to Sprawls as he made breakfast the man only shook his head and sneered. "What?" "Why you still here?" "Where were you expecting me to be?" "Anywhere but here. I told you last night. Ain't gonna work out." "Are you being serious?" "I ain't gonna throw you out. I know you… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 12

The Silence & The Howl | Part 10

§.10 Harmon stood within the melting hall once more. The light in the distance so bright he couldn't bring himself to look at it. The man from which the centipede had emerged stood once more, bathed in albescent resplendence. Fear quickened Harmon's pulse as he shaded his eyes and pressed down the hall, compelled by… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 10

The Silence & The Howl | Part 9

§.09 When Harmon finally made his way back to his house the car belonging to the woman was there once more as well as Lyla's car. Sprawls car was gone. He quickly dashed inside the house and discovered Lyla sitting on his chair in the living room, bent over his desk, his sketchbook open upon… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl | Part 9

The Third Visitation | The Red Duomo

IN MY DREAM | The red duomo loomed over me, suspended between a bottomless mist that had a bizarre solidity, enough to maintain the weight of a full-grown man and the endless ambit of a shimmering and starless sky, black save for a strange-flickering of blue-lightening, threshing the skin of the void like great and… Continue reading The Third Visitation | The Red Duomo

Dionysus or Aphrodite? THE PORN/EROTICA DISTINCTION, PRT. 3

"You should get an agent! ... why sit in the dark, handling yourself?” -Scott Walker, Bish Bosch. ◊ Now there are a plethora of such opinion polls, studies and surveys investigating America’s relationship to pornography but very little committed to erotica. This is primarily because there is very little effort made by most academics to… Continue reading Dionysus or Aphrodite? THE PORN/EROTICA DISTINCTION, PRT. 3

Reclaimer: Episode I

The heat of the newly risen sun cut like a thousand scythes across Miner 457's arching body as he toiled in the layered soil. The strip mine was expansive. Total area of four-hundred feet by five hundred feet, sinking down with mechanical specificity some fifty-five feet below ground. It was one of fourteen which dotted… Continue reading Reclaimer: Episode I