By Gabriel Alencar The Demon of the Deep Abyss couldn’t stand it anymore: “Heck, it’s always the same crap”, he said, throwing his tentacles in the air. “I’m so done with the pentagrams, salt and candles, heck, with rituals at three in the morning. THREE in the morning! For God’s sake! “The last one called … Continue reading Otherness
Sea-Monkeys
By Glen Armstrong I'm afraid of poetry. Who’s to say that those interesting. Young people at the podium. Won’t summon a demon. Or make the whole room fall. In love. I have boots to reheel. And no time to feel weird. About daffodils and wars. That my grandparents fought. Words ought to inspire … Continue reading Sea-Monkeys
