Welcome to Bay of the Living Dead, a twice-a-month column dedicated to the horror genre, past, present and future. Before there was Showtime’s just cancelled series Penny Dreadful, there was Penny Dreadful’s Shilling Shockers. Penny Dreadful (the character, not the series) is a New England based witch who loves to
What does the word travel mean to you? Do you picture a road trip across your home country, or climbing onto an airplane as you head into parts unknown? For many people, travel means overcrowded flights, well known landmarks, and overpriced hotels in the biggest cities around the world, but
This originally appeared in my zine Love Notes and Other Disasters. If you like this poem please grab a copy. Amy Winehouse breaking my heart moaning dead tunes that crackle from the speakers of your cell phone while we fuck on your bed in your living space in your ex
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Twenty years from now, when your kids are old enough to know better but young enough to not give a fuck, they’ll be searching for places like Bender’s. Places where the religion is loud rock and roll, the sacrament is stiff drinks, and the scripture is graffiti tagged on a bathroom stall.
Ending the Drug War is the best way to heal the divide between police and the communities they serve. Now that it’s basically impossible to ignore this grotesque and increasingly militarized divide between police and the communities they serve everybody has his or her own band-aid they’d like to slap
Pamplona (ESP) 7AM – A mixture of brave and foolhardy volunteers are herded into a narrow alley, shoulder to shoulder, waiting to run from what may be described as a stamped of fully grown Spanish monsters. We were assured the night before that only the meanest bulls run on the last day, the midnight black
Last Friday I turned 30, so of course, I got drunk and ate like shit. Since it wasn’t on my tab, I didn’t drown in Stroh’s and Canadian Club this time, instead I killed my liver fancy style with Ghettoblaster and Grass Widow. Either way I still had the typical hankering