I Have No Plans To Eat Anyone : On Being A Schizophrenic Monster

There’s always some kind of argument about what it means to be human. Empathy, for starters, makes you one. You’re empathetic and sympathetic to the plight of your fellow humans. That’s a human thing to do. But this article won’t be about empathy. Instead, it’s a speculation on humanity, a root cause, societal reactions, and […]

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3000 Miles of Blood

Being a woman who lived during the eighteen hundreds, you’d think I could tell you a whole lot about life when dysentery was a thing people still worried about. When women were still very much beneath men and same gender attraction was basically hush-hush, behind-closed-doors, rarely ever heard of. I could tell you how much […]

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DISSOCIATE

The scene began with a shuffling noise, not unlike a theater curtain. Short, quick, and mechanical, the reinforced door to the patient’s room slid open. Through the sting, as the fluorescent lights turn on and scrape away the darkness, see the prim black heels and the worn red sneakers, then pan upward: the two familiar […]

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Self Portrait

Hey my name is Kaira/Scotty/Bailey (I go by any of these!) and I’m a very big fan of horror and gore! I’ve liked “creepy” things ever since I was little and have always been drawn to it  and as I got older and developed my art and story telling skills my love for horror followed. […]

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CHERUBIM

Hello! I’m Jay H, a.k.a Bonesnail.  You can find my work at bonesnail.com, or at Bonesnail on Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, and Instagram. I’ve always been a fan of mythology ever since I was a little kid. Even though I wasn’t raised in a particularly religious household, growing up in Kansas always had an overwhelming presence of […]

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It’s Creaking Up Above

The wind howled it’s way around the cracks and corners of the tiny house. Inside, the youngest of the family, a boy of five, was the only one awake, the blanket to his chin. He heard that wind in his nightmares sometimes, as it came whipping in off the long plains that stretched around the […]

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A Note on Death

When I died, there was no white light at the end of a tunnel, no gathering of the spirits of late friends and family members—it wasn’t even nothingness. Since my death and crossing into the after-realm, I’ve heard from others that it’s different for everyone, but at first we all experienced the same thing. From […]

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All in Fear: Queer Horror for the Holidays

All in Fear is a queer horror anthology that features a wide variety of different topics. From vampires, to experiments, to frat houses, All in Fear has something for everyone. Each one of these six stories has a unique and alluring feel to it, drawing the reader into the world of the author. All in Fear: A […]

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Momento Mori

There was something to be said about the light. It was sort of terrifying, the thought of having every last organ exposed, having people see them raw and cold and laid out on the slab. But that was the way it always went. Cold air. Icy touches. The instruments were shiny and sharp and cut […]

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Dark Corners: Finding Ourselves in Horror

GaymerX East panel/talk on queer horror presented by Lucian Clark of GenderTerror. Best listened to with headphones as some parts are quiet! Presented at GaymerX East 2016. The two articles referenced in the talk: Monsters Of Our Own: Monster Symbolism in the Trans Community SOMA: A Trans-Simon Experience Patrons gets access to the transcript of […]

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Inevitable Choices

Hi there – I’m Danielle Draik, D. Draik, or just Draik. You can find my work on Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook, or Etsy. I’ve been working with an established visual language for most of my career – incorporating shapes and deformity to express moments, narratives, feelings, and identities. As far as figures go, I try to […]

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Sea Changes

Ben shut the bathroom door before he turned on the fan, the sink, and the tub faucet. He paused for a moment, then turned on the shower as well, a cascade of sound surrounding him. It wasn’t enough. He imagined he could still hear the thrashing in the backyard pool, the way it grew increasingly […]

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