The Pumpkins Are A-Plumping

Tentacles slither out of drain holes

The cauldrons are a-bubbling, and the trees have made themselves all pretty: let’s do this. Welcome to Issue 114!

Jennifer Ruth Jackson kicks things off with a poem that perfectly merges season and mood, “Inertia of the Noon Wraith.” I have no better hook for Seth Geltman’s “Might Have to Lose It” than his one-sentence cover letter: “It’s about a prickly flag salesman who gets attacked by a cat in a Subway restaurant.” Next up Gale Acuff’s speaker explains “There’s nothing I love better than Jesus” (with a few small qualifications), and Colin Kemp tells of a frugal liquor store patron’s memorable encounter with “The Garbanzo Gangster.” Joe Bishop delights with sound and unexpected imagery in “Medley for My Banshee,” and L. Breneman shows how a glitch in the matrix isn’t always a copy cat; sometimes it’s “The Songbird Thing.” Plus creepy cover art “Dark Monster” by D1/The One.

Isn’t October just the best? Frighten it online or scare up the .pdf.

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