It’s been a rough rainy season and rain always put father in the drinking mood He drank more in this rainy season than ever before in his life Mother’s missing teeth and broken shoulder were proof of that Surprisingly the old story about falling down the stairs held up with the doctors Well, just like he messed his wife up the rainy season messed up the roof of the house He downed what was left of a bottle of vodka and got the ladder and a few tools and went out His son held the ladder for him He always cursed plenty when he worked on something. He was cursing his wife as he hammered at the roof and said something about his son not being his and the second best thing about his fall was that the son didn’t even have to shake the ladder, as planned Father just fell on his own thanks to the vodka he drank before climbing up there The first best thing about father’s fall was that he landed on some screwdriver in his pocket and got stabbed in the kidney The pain must’ve been something to follow him all the way to the afterlife as he bled to death and cried silently The kid watched him, watched his watering eyes, and kicked dust in his face and went back inside the house They waited until it was too late and then called the emergency number
“Thick Glass,” “Twist the Blade,” “Pink Paint,” and “Good Boy, Kyu” – 4 new poems featured in TERROR HOUSE MAGAZINE
Four new poems featured in TERROR HOUSE MAGAZINE: TITLES: Thick Glass Twist the Blade Pink Paint Good Boy, Kyu click any of 'em (ಠ‿↼)
it’s okay, his father’s a writer
so the assignment was to write about what the perfect vacation would look like and he wrote about running away from home and stealing a car and running people over robbing a gas station assaulting and beating a lady in the restrooms shooting the cops smashing their heads in and at the end driving the car into a wall and dying with a shitload of money and a lady’s head in the trunk “Your kid seems very… troubled,” said the teacher “Oh my God!” said the mother. “No, it’s his father…” “Hm? His father treats him… inappropriately you mean?” “Well, you see… no actually. His father doesn’t spend much time with him. He is a writer…” “Oh. I see.”
Bleed ’em to death
"Eh, sorry, sorry," she would say but the wound would be already open She would close her eyes squint them poke her tongue out and shake her head "Sorry." She liked to bite couldn't help it "You're gonna kill somebody one day. Bleed 'em to death or something." "Sorry, sorry." but some people some girls are just impossible to stay mad at Despite her words there was no remorse for opening the wound no remorse for licking it making it bigger with her tongue And no remorse for sucking the blood out of it She never swallowed Just swirled it around her mouth, loving the saltiness and the taste of metal, and then let it drip down her chin She was arguably one of the greatest among the great ones
knight piece
the knight piece of a chess board is a sharp thing because of the horse's pointy ears This old man came into the ER with one of those stuck in his eye and of course the medics asked how the hell did it happen He told them he didn't see with that eye anyway "Yes, but still, why did you do it? Why would you stab the piece into your eye like that?" Someone whispered 'dementia' The patient was in his mid eighties He told them, "I just had to get out of that place. Y'all have anything to drink 'round here?" The next day an article had been printed in the local paper titled WHY YOU SHOULD NEVER PUT YOUR OLD PARENTS INTO A NURSING HOME It was long and few people read it
