our dreams turn us all into murderers hands bloodied – hearts bracing the alarm clock is our alibi

our dreams turn us all into murderers hands bloodied – hearts bracing the alarm clock is our alibi
the Devil whispers in our earsand tell us things we want to hearwe close our eyes and nod our headas our minds are filled with dread
My dear friend Damo DM’d me last year to ask if I would go on his brand new podcast, Camp Scary and Squee, to talk about a horror film. I said I’d love to, despite […]
Hello. My name is Lisa and I am a Fannibal. I wrote an essay about the television series Hannibal for “Hannibal for Dinner: Essays on America’s Favorite Cannibal on Television” which has recently been published […]
shadows with their siren song serenade and flatter twisted knuckles on their crooked fingers bend and beckon come closer they say listen i have something for you
In this essay I will examine the television program Hannibal through the combined lenses of cultural studies and everyday aesthetics. While there are many moments during the program that allow us to study various everyday […]
Frank, a crash test dummy, sat in the front seat of the Mercedes-Benz GLS400d with his wife Pam, also crash test dummy. Behind them their two kids, Sue and Lou, twins, also crash test dummies. […]
Sonya sat in her Audi Q5 parked on the side of the road. The key in the ignition was set to accessories so she could have the seat warmer on. This function wasn’t available in […]
“I need a spring!” The clockmaker’s spidery fingers searched his workspace and opened up, one by one, all sixteen small drawers in his custom-made mahogany shelves. He opened up the four drawers in his custom-made […]
Those who saw it had nightmares; nightmares about drowning in jelly or other thick, viscous liquids. Reaching, gasping for the surface only to have their lungs filled with sweet, port wine-flavoured death. Those who saw […]