With the canvass covering removed and the glass frame dusted down and polished with a damp jay cloth, the Chung looked as good as the first day he’d seen it. The colours seemed brighter than ever, as though the Chung’s forgotten years in the attic had only served to enhance the painting’s lustre. Benny... »
So they picked him up, the broken-shelled, loose-limbed motherfucker lying unconscious in a pool of his own piss. Didn’t matter where they found him, was all the same to them and he didn’t care. He was only one anonymous, ruined face amongst thousands, millions, drunk and stinking in alleyways and shop doorways, every... »
Oh yes! It’s time for Brain Candy of the most salacious kind. You are just one little click away from getting the best treat available. Behind that oh-so-sexy cover by our feature artist Dholl, you will find great offerings from Brian Lumley, Cody Goodfellow, Jeff Strand, Maurice Broaddus and more, more, more. There’s enough in there... »
“Boyd’s White Knuckle Tours” Incident No. 139 – Cody Goodfellow’s Manuscript and IH-5 Team Members: Michael Louis Dixon & Boyd E. Harris ## It was 5:23 PM Saturday afternoon in sunny Burbank, California,... »
Anyone For a Tongue Sandwich? by Brent Richards Next time your kids ask you if monsters are real, you might have to fib a little if you say no. Some recent... »
A man and boy — father and son — gingerly stepped up to a still-smoldering heap of scorched material spilling onto the road from an abandoned street corner. Rich,... »
Ian cocked his head to one side: the sound of the rain was changing. Hissing in sheets from the dark sky between the buildings, the cadence of the water... »
In one sense, little Jimmy Cunningham was a perfectly normal child. From the time children first gain control of their tiny appendages, they are curious about the articles they... »
There are few houses on my stretch of 11th Avenue, six to be exact. Tucked between the decaying Missouri Road and the thrice- re-painted, but still roach infested... »
