This publication is dedicated to poems, short stories, and even nonfiction that make readers cringe. Submissions should elicit a cringe from readers. Looking for dark humor, dark fiction, and/or dark poetry. Basic med pub rules apply. Just follow to be added as a writer.
the barbarians have entered the gates and the citadel is unmanned
and the citizens unawares pat engorged bellies full of false security complacency blankets the landscape in too much comfort far from far off lands that face calamity
but not Rome
where even the plebes live and thrive never hungry, always haughty
“look, another horde has crossed over — it must be fresh recruits wanting to be citizens. Or a performance. Yes, a performance. Where our legions will ride in and rout them theatrically.”
then raise and ruin as citizens are put to the sword with decadence blighted and Roman blood flows down the cobblestone streets —
the Republic has fallen and the rest of Western civilization follows.
This publication is dedicated to poems, short stories, and even nonfiction that make readers cringe. Submissions should elicit a cringe from readers. Looking for dark humor, dark fiction, and/or dark poetry. Basic med pub rules apply. Just follow to be added as a writer.
