excerpt from an interview with a professional grave robber
Q: Have you ever dug someone up and discovered that they were still alive?
A: No, they’ve all bee
The following is the first in a potential series of articles profiling depressing places and miserable locales. If you know of a particularly dispiriting hellhole or pit of despair
The Man Who Was Legion Testifies
I used to live over there, beyond those hills, in the catacombs, and sleep on the soft earth of fresh graves. I used to throw myself o
Listen, I get it. Life’s a drag. It’s a slog. Every day is a slow march through through a filthy, sweltering swamp with a 30 pound rucksack on your back and very little hope that C
The following piece provides a rare glimpse into an average night in the Trump White House. Everything that follows is based on interviews with anonymous sources, and, while so
by W. H Duryea & E.E. COLI
Dedicated to the victims of the Oakland warehouse fire, emergency responders, and Wallace Stevens.
My house is haunted; my life is haunted. I meet the same ghosts every day. I can’t avoid them, and I can’t exorcise them. They are stubborn and reliable creatures of habit, always
I am putting the finishing touches on this article at 5 pm EST on a Friday afternoon. It’s officially the weekend, and that can only mean one thing: a heightened risk of sudden
With apologies to Dante Alighieri, the saints, the penitent, and all of the damned.
Dante Dreams of a Return to Hell
Somewhere in his home in Florence there is a scrap of
Ronnie Award Winner (January 2011)
“Have you seen the ghost of John?
Long white bones and the flesh all gone.
Wouldn’t it be chilly with no skin on?”
– “The Ghost of J