tiny frights
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tiny frights was a free e-zine of very short horror and horror-adjacent poetry and fiction, as well as visual art and reviews. Back issues and podcast episodes are available online. https://tinyfrights.com is now my personal horror blog.
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If you followed this account because you found it in a starter pack of zines/publishers, you should know that tiny frights ceased publication late last year.
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Happy Halloween the 15th! Today’s spooky-themed poem is “Ethical Consumption” by Sturgis Giteau.
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Ethical Consumption (poem) – Humid Light
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MACBETH (squinting at the recaptcha on his monitor): Is this a dagger which I see before me?
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Random fact: Belphegor’s Prime, 1000000000000066600000000000001, is a palindromic prime number that has 666 (the number of the Beast) in the middle, with 13 zeroes on either side of it.
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All hail the glow cloud. ⛅️
A cloud covered sky reflecting the light facing Diamond Head, HI, from Makakilo.
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Our publisher, a former archeologist, concurs. Also: the comments are mostly A+.
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Btw, the cemetery BY the house played very little part in the story. It was the cemetery IN the house that mattered.
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How better to end a nonsensical splatterfest than with an irrelevant Henry James quote?
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Turns out, all the prophetic warnings from the little girl were kinda useless.
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Funniest line so far: “Ann, Mommy says you’re not dead.”
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When you go to the cellar to check on a child’s report of a gruesome murder, the killer might still be there, so don’t go alone. Take the child with you.
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The head tumbling down the stairs is what makes it COZY horror.
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This isn’t a very nice thing to say, but I really hope the mysterious babysitter kills this boy soon.
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A good academic library always keeps a fire going for the destruction of evidence, even on Sundays when the institution is closed.
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Are the mysterious babysitter and the cryptic librarian doing it? I hope so.
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It’s always an awkward moment when you get up in the morning and find the babysitter cleaning up a trail of blood in the hallway and you ask what she’s doing and she just says “I made coffee.” The only thing you can do is go have some coffee. You wouldn’t want to pry.
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The realtor has dropped by and can’t find anyone home. I’m sure she’ll be fine, as long as she doesn’t get her foot caught in a sudden crack in the indoor tomb. Oh, wait. Oh.
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Attack bat! I didn’t have that on my bingo card.
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Breaking into the locked and boarded up cellar always works out well. At least the mysterious babysitter is there to help.
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A rental house with a lot of stained glass and hardwood floors and a hidden indoor tomb, just like I’ve always dreamed of.
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Oh, and Dr. Freudstein. Like Frankenstein, only Freud.