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    • Your poems are very creepy, but this is my favorite of them. You do horror very well.
      Echo | 15Mar13 | More
    • Thank you. Your compliment made me very happy and I'll certainly submit some more.
      Echo | 15Mar13 | More
    • This one grabbed my attention from the get go. Very captivating. It is in the tradition of Poe's ...
      Lucas Cumiford | 30Oct12 | More
    • I really like the creepy ending. Your use of repetitive phrases gives the verses a fluid meter that keeps ...
      Lucas Cumiford | 30Oct12 | More
    • I just happened to be scrolling through the necrology emails today and yours was the first story that captured my ...
      Lucas Cumiford | 30Oct12 | More
    • I look forward to all of your submissions
      Daniel Craig Roche | 29Oct12 | More
    • Daniel, Sorry about my belated response to your nice comment about my story Crow Land. I have been a little ...
      Lucas Cumiford | 26Oct12 | More
    • This is one of the better ones I have read in a while. Ending made me happy.
      Daniel Craig Roche | 24Oct12 | More
    • Very nice. I was rooting for the main character but I still appreciate the shocking conclusion.
      Troy Massie | 18Oct12 | More
    • Wow. Not what I expected from the start. There's a really strong bond between the two characters even ...
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Archive for April, 2011

The Funeral and the Football Game

By Darren C. Sullivan James J. Fontaine’s funeral brought paid respects from family, friends and acquaintances that passed before the casket revering with tenderness. Long hollow halls, ancient benches, and portraits of priests hung in silence echoing their devotion and years of prayer. The fickle sun teased those attending with bright hues of yellow through [...]

6Apr2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Mother Made Him Do It

By Darren C. Sullivan Mother’s Day was never the token celebration of blessed mothers in our house. It was met with the shrill nuances of my deplorable mother, so it never held the same sense of duty and respect that might be found in other, more normal homes. As a grown man, I never thought [...]

6Apr2011 | | 0 comments | Continued

Three Nuts and a Cracker

by Alice Baburek Over the years life was more than good to her. Young, thin, successful. A convenient marriage, to suit her needs, her desires, and most of all her best interests. She climbed to the top in no time—no time at all. It didn’t matter how she did it. How many people she used, [...]

2Apr2011 | | 2 comments | Continued