“Red Menace”

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“Red Menace” is now up on the Solarcide website. Fallout meets Disney’s “The Story of Menstruation” in this tale of a girl’s first period. What authority do I have to write on such a subject? None! But to be fair, it is also about terrorism and poop.

The young girl lies on her stomach in front of a black and white television set. Growth spurt legs shoot out from under her cotton nightgown, bend upwards at the knee, and terminate in a pair of feet lazily paddling the air. Off in the corner, the girl’s father hides behind a book, a haze of pipe smoke obscuring his velvet robe.

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“For the Seafood Lover in You”

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Twenty-two tales of aquatic horror, now available from Severed Press. Edited by Cameron Pierce and featuring a killer lineup of writers. Includes my story, “For the Seafood Lover in You.” You may never eat Red Lobster again. Available in print and ebook via Amazon.

300 million years ago, family cymothoidae ruled the shallow seas of the carboniferous. Long after their oniscidean cousins took to dry land, they continued to resist evolution’s pull, resulting in their relegation to the bathypelagic depths as a relict population. Hypotheses abound concerning these and other “alien” inhabitants of the ocean floor, but there is little evidence of their origin being panspermian in nature.

In March of 1969, two entrepreneurs pooled their resources and opened a seafood restaurant in Lakelove, Florida. Two years later, a multinational corporation acquired the establishment and implemented a campaign of rapid expansion, one which would continue unabated for the better part of the next forty years. Despite multiple class-action lawsuits due to food poisoning and parasitic infection, as well as unsubstantiated rumors of fatality, the popularity of the restaurant remains at an all-time high.

“Bone Dust”

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The first issue of new dark fiction magazine Deciduous Tales is now available on Amazon. It features my story “Bone Dust,” which is about finding your heritage by snorting hallucinogenic ancestral bones.

It was the middle of the afternoon, and Iggy and Trent were in the boneyard smashing skulls again…

“Whispers in the Ear of a Dreaming Ape”

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The Janus themed Pantheon Magazine Vol. 11 features my story “Whispers in the Ear of a Dreaming Ape.” It deals with change on the macro and micro levels, in people’s lives and their relationships, in relation to the universe.

If that sounds too pretentious for you, it also contains the line: “No man tells me what to do with my vagina!”

Available now via Amazon.