Friday, November 21, 2014

Now Available in Paperback.
EAST LOS: Death in the City of Angels
by Anthony Servante

"...a fine little ride through the bowels of the city's darkened side of the faceless, nameless multitude of life's castoffs." Franklin E. Wales, Author of "Eaton Falls".

"Great ride back in time with fantastic imagery." Amazon Reader.

"Well done!" Belladora, Artist and Poet.

"A Pumped Carnival Ride Around East Los." Alma E., Author, Poet, and Filmmaker. 

"Great read." El50Tres, Chicano Activist.

 Front Cover by Jeffrey Kosh
the Paperback Edition.

Death has come to the City of Angels in the form of a serial killer who is decapitating gang members. Greg Macias, a private detective with a dark secret and a drinking problem, is on the case. He must confront a grotesque gallery of suspects, deviants, miscreants, and corrupted souls in an effort to discover the identity of the mass murderer. But Greg Macias must act quickly, for his horrible secret is catching up to him and the bloodied machete of the death worshiper is ready to strike again.

The Noir novel captures East Los Angeles circa 1970, during the high school walkouts, Viet Nam protests, street gang wars, and the infamous Whittier Boulevard riots. Amid this chaos, a drunkard cleans himself up and with the help of a Latino Sheriff's Deputy follows the clues that lead to the serial killer known as the Azlan Assassin. 

If you would like to own a signed and numbered limited edition for $12.95 (includes first class postage), please contact Anthony Servante at 

Also available on Kindle: Click here to own one.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

********Rebekah Kennedy Interview********
The New Scream Queen of Horror

Conducted by Anthony Servante

The Servante of Darkness Blog welcomes Rebekah Kennedy to talk about movies and her career in the business of entertainment. I first saw Rebekah in "Season of the Witch" (2011) and have followed her horror movies, old and new, since. But there was more to our guest than scary movies. She has a background in Theatre and Television, and early in her career, she performed in musicals. But let's hear from our guest star herself. Darkness readers, allow me to present Rebekah Kennedy.

Rebekah Kennedy is a Los Angeles based actress with Texas roots. She is blessed with a youthful look, which has landed her roles that play much younger than she actually is.

Rebekah has had a passion for acting since the age of 12, when she pleaded with her mother to enroll her in acting classes. Almost immediately, she auditioned regularly and landed roles in several musicals and plays. Through her theatre experience she developed her talent and by her junior year of high school was accepted into the Booker T. Washington High School for the Performing and Visual Arts in Dallas Texas as a dance major. At the age of 17 she performed professionally in Casper: The Musical starring Chita Rivera.

Rebekah went on to earn a Bachelor of Arts degree in Musical Theatre from Palm Beach Atlantic University in West Palm Beach Florida. She continued to excel on stage in college, landing roles in several productions. Her talent was so impressive she was selected from a field of thousands of applicants to attend NYU’s prestigious Collaborative Arts Project 21 (AKA CAP21) in New York, whose alumni include Lady Gaga, Anne Hathaway and Kristen Bell among many others. Rebekah continued to perform in theatre productions throughout that experience.

In 2009, Rebekah turned her attention to TV/Film. She performed in many independent films and shorts. Then in 2011 Rebekah’s career launched to a whole new level. She booked roles on “Memphis Beat” starring Jason Lee, ”Ghost Breakers” TV series and “Season of the Witch” starring Nicolas Cage. Even deeper roles followed in “The Underneath” (playing the creature) starring Holt Boggs, “Creature” starring Mehcad Brooks and Serinda Swan, “I am Gabriel” starring Dean Cain and one of the female leads in “House Hunting” starring Marc Singer.

She just wrapped a pilot called "Street Level".


The Interview:

Anthony: When did you want to become an actress?
Rebekah: My mom took me to see my first play when I was 4, and after that I was hooked. It definitely sparked something inside of me I can’t really explain. Even being that young, I just knew I wanted to be on the stage acting.

Anthony: What did you do to make that happen?
Rebekah: Well, nothing at first haha. Since I was 4, my mom didn’t really take me seriously. But every once in a while, I would bring it up. And finally when I was 12 my mom put me in some local classes in Texas and I auditioned for my first musical. And then I just didn’t stop.

Anthony: Can you tell us about your early days in the business?
Rebekah: In my early days, I was performing in musicals and plays all the way through junior high and high school, until I went off to college where I majored in Musical Theater. I really loved it and I was auditioning and performing anytime I could.

Anthony: Can you tell us about your transition from theatre to movies?
Rebekah: I had a little bit of interest in film and tv growing up, but I never really pursued it. Even after college, I had planned to continue theater and maybe even move to New York. I moved back to Texas after I graduated to get my bearings and figure out exactly what my next move was. All of a sudden, I started to think more and more about film and how I could pursue that. Shortly after, I signed with an agent in Louisiana (Landrum Arts LA) that took a chance on me. I slowly started to audition for small parts in movies and tv shows. In the meantime, I continued to audition and perform in plays. Also during that time, I also signed with an agent (Linda McAlister) in Texas as well. I tried to gain as much experience in the film world as I could. I continued to do theater all the way up until I booked the psychological thriller “House Hunting.” And then I decided I had to put theatre aside for a while. I now live in Los Angeles fighting the good fight haha. I do miss theatre and I hope to do another show when the right one comes along.

Anthony: You seem to mainly do Horror films. Is there a reason for this?
Rebekah: It wasn’t a conscious decision to start off with mostly horror films. Honestly, that’s what I booked at the beginning haha. I’m not complaining though, because the movies were a blast and it was a pleasure working on them. Plus, I got to work with some incredible actors and I learned so much working on those sets.

Anthony: Tell us about "Season of the Witch" (2011). Give us an insider tale or two.
Rebekah: Season of the Witch was incredible to work on. All of the actors, including Nicolas Cage and Ron Perlman, were extremely kind. And the crew just made it an easy and comfortable place to be. It was a wild ride though, because I auditioned on a Friday afternoon and the next day I found out I got the role, and they needed me in Shreveport for a fitting. So it was a bit of a whirlwind, and I didn’t really get a chance to take in what had happened. But it was well worth the craziness.

Anthony: Since you play characters younger than yourself, because you look younger to the camera, you are cast as teens, right? I’ve seen this with many actors (actresses) especially in Horror film (Molly Ephraim from Paranormal Activity 2 comes to mind); how has this been a boon and a hindrance to your career?
Rebekah: You are correct; I’m playing mostly teens. I haven’t played over 19 in a few years now haha. It’s often great, because most films and tv shows want over 18 or legal 18 to play younger. Sometimes it’s hard when they want true to age or sometimes there are roles I love, but I just don’t quite look old enough haha. But I know one day I will age, and those roles will more available to me. I don’t mind playing younger, because I started in the film world later in life, and I get to go back and play the roles I wouldn't have gotten a chance to play. And I’ve been fortunate enough to play teens with real depth and issues. And things they are trying to overcome. Those are the kinds of teen roles I’m attracted to.

Anthony: Can you tell us about some of the other Horror films you’ve been in?
Rebekah: Some other horror films I’ve been are, “House Hunting” – it’s a psychological thriller with Marc Singer and Art LaFleur. It’s about two families that go to an open house and then they can’t leave. I play 15-year-old Hanna, who is a mysterious girl. It’s available on Netflix and DVD. I’ve also been in a horror film called “Creature.” It’s a throwback to the old creature features and it’s a lot of fun. I play 14-year-old Caroline, who’s very innocent. That is also available on DVD and Netflix. And I just wrapped a horror film called “Bastard.” It’s about 5 strangers that become suspect and victim when a masked murderer makes its presence known in an isolated mountain town. I play 16-year-old Betty, who with her brother, runs away from home to find a better life. That will hopefully be out next year sometime.

Anthony: What are your favorite classic Horror films and which ones would you like to be cast in if they were remake? (The Exorcist, maybe?).
Rebekah: Some of my favorite horror movies are, The Sixth Sense, The Shinning, The Exorcist, The Silence of the Lambs, and The Conjuring to name a few. I would love to do a remake of the Exorcist haha. That would be a crazy fun part to play. Although, it would be hard to do justice with a remake. The first film was so brilliant.

Anthony: Tell us what’s on the horizon for you.
Rebekah: Well, my episode of the series “Match” will be airing December 11th. It’s called ‘Tonight’ and you can find it on I play 16-year-old Emily who gets into an adult relationship she’s not quite ready for, and how it affects her. It's a different role for me and I'm both nervous and excited for people to see it. But I am looking forward to people's reactions to the pilot. I had a blast working with the amazing cast and crew. And it was a great challenging role and I'm thrilled I got to bring her to life. I also just wrapped a pilot called “Street Level” written and directed by Sons of Anarchy’s David Labrava. It also has Mark Boone Junior, Charisma Carpenter, Danny Trejo, Robert Patrick, Drea de Matteo…to name a few of the fabulous cast. It was an amazing collaborative effort, and I’m thrilled to be a part of it. I can’t wait to share more information on it.

Anthony: Could you give a few words of advice to young actors looking for their break?
Rebekah: If you’re not in an acting class, get in a class! Haha. Ask questions. Use your resources. But above all else, don’t give up. It’s an extremely tough business, but if you love it, keep trekking. Don’t let no stop you. Never back down. Dreams are way too important to be given up on.


Thank you, readers, for sharing this time with Rebekah Kennedy. Be sure to watch her movies and TV shows and say hello to her on Facebook. 

Sunday, November 16, 2014

The Servante of Darkness Bookshelf
Horror Story Critiques by Anthony Servante

Abbot's Keep A Ghost Story
by Benedict Ashforth

Author Biography:
Benedict Ashforth lives in Dorset, England, with wife, Lynne, and son, Antony. Benedict was born in Redhill, Surrey, and was schooled at Ampleforth College in North Yorkshire. Follow Benedict on Twitter, or email him:

Book Summary: 
When Clifford Fox QC receives a desperate letter from his estranged younger brother, Simon, he departs his comfortable Yorkshire home to locate him. The letter outlines the harrowing events that have led Simon to the very edge of sanity. Following a stint at the Brentwell Rehabilitation Unit, failed architect and recovering alcoholic, Simon, is invited by an old school-friend to Abbot’s Keep - a Tudor residence, nestled deep in remote Berkshire countryside. Soon after arriving he is left to explore the neighbouring monastery ruins and discover the house’s dark history. But the more he learns, the more certain he becomes that he is not alone at Abbot’s Keep, and that nothing is as it seems. But can he stop the house’s medieval past repeating itself one final time? And can his brother find him before it’s too late?

After reading and reviewing so many zombie and werewolf books, it was a welcome change of pace to read a ghost story, especially one so charming and well-written as "Abbot's Keep". Initially, however, I was a bit lost in time. The format of the story is written in correspondence, that is, letters, an antique art thanks to the Information Age of emails, tweets, and IMs. But that is not what caused my mental misstep. It was the language of the narrative, for in each letter the use of formal English lent itself to an earlier age in England's Victorian Period or turn of the century (fin de siecle). I had to turn back the page more than once to check the date on the letters, which were dated 1980; the idiomatic speech suggested 1880 (or circa, as the case may be). Yet this is not a criticism. It was a pleasure to read such a well-presented narrative, not unlike the works of Charles Dickens or Henry James, whose stories employed a similar narrative voice.

So, when the history of the Keep comes to light, it echoes the nuance of the language. It is a haunting device that Ashforth utilizes with storytelling skill. The reason the novelette device works so well is that the ghosts suggest old things, suspenseful shadows where unknown fears await our curious characters, and to have their fears laid out in letter form adds to the antiquity of the story tone, making for a creepy reading experience. It may be 1980, but we are just as lost in the Keep as the characters and ghosts themselves. 

Succinctly told, the story of Abbot's Keep is a Pandora's Box of chills and frights. I wish I had read the book at night over coffee by the fire. Much of its haunting charm was subdued a bit by my reading it at a Starbucks with talky neighbors and clacking laptop keyboards. So, allow me to recommend you read Benedict Ashforth's Abbot's Keep in the evening, alone, with something warm to drink. It's a quick read so turn off the phone as well. To truly enjoy this tale of the supernatural, it's best to let the setting of the reading match the scary mood of the story. 


Dracula's Demeter
by Doug Lamoreux

Author Biography:
The last, quite possibly the least, Renaissance man, Doug Lamoreux (a father of three strong men and a grandfather), a lifelong horror film fan and child of Famous Monsters of Filmland magazine, recognized his incompatibility with the rest of the world - and gave it all up to act and write. He appeared in Mark Anthony Vadik's The Thirsting (aka Lilith) and Hag. He starred in Peter O'Keefe's Infidel and Boris Wexler's The Arab. All interspersed with forty years in theater (during which he fell off the stage twice). Now he writes swell horror novels. The first-ever Igor Award recipient from The Horror Society, Doug is also a former Rondo Award nominee, and his novel, Dracula's Demeter, was a 2012 Lord Ruthven Award nominee for fiction.

Book Summary:
July, 1897. The Russian schooner, Demeter, sets sail from Varna carrying fifty oblong boxes partially filled with earth. A month later, in the midst of a raging storm, the derelict Demeter runs aground in Whitby, England, her crew missing save for her captain, tied to the wheel with a crucifix in his lifeless hands. The only living thing aboard is a huge dog that escapes into the night. 

In his classic 'Dracula', Bram Stoker, with a few cryptic entries in an unnamed captain's journal, offered scant hints regarding the terrifying voyage that brought the vampire king from his homeland to a blood-rich London. Now, the whole mind-rending tale is told. The story of Trevor Harrington, a British scholar and fugitive. Of Swales, the old Scot cook, who deceives their commander, but knows a good deal "aboon grims and boh-ghosts". Of Ekaterina Gabor, a beautiful Romanian who follows her lover by stowing away. Of Captain Nikilov, fighting for his ship and crew while something evil, more virulent than the black plague, decimates their number. Of Demeter herself, named for the Greek goddess of renewal, lost and tossed on an unforgiving sea. And of Count Dracula, at rest in Demeter's dark hold until the unintended actions of her crew resurrect the vampire and his unquenchable bloodlust.

In 1979, I saw the movie ALIEN, Ridley Scott's classic monster movie, itself based on the movie IT! The Terror Beyond Space (1958). That same year I began work on my Master's Thesis on the Grotesque in Romantic and Victorian Era Horror Stories. I read Dracula for the first time. What stayed with me about Bram Stoker's masterpiece of terror was the journey of the Demeter, the ship that carried Dracula from Varna to England. The book gives only a sparse account of the crew's deaths at the hands of the unwelcome stowaway, Dracula. I thought, this account would make a great story in the vein of ALIEN. I wrote the story in the narrative style of a Science Fiction story, like WHO GOES THERE by Don A. Stuart (aka John W. Campbell, Jr), another inspiration for ALIEN. Well, Doug Lamoreux also had the same idea in mind, but as he told me in an IM, his version of the Demeter would follow the narrative style of Stoker so that the story would be an extension, per se, of the Dracula novel. And guess what? It worked.

"Dracula's Demeter" is the missing chapter to the Dracula legend. Lamoreux extends the story of our most popular vampire by filling out the full account of Dracula's journey, from home, aboard the Demeter, and onto England's shore. He creates a likable and believable crew for the ship that captures the period of Victorian England. He even has a female onboard, and we all know that women were believed to be bad luck on maritime vessels of that period. And boy does bad luck come to this crew.

Lamoreux goes beyond simply filling in the voyage of the Demeter; he creates an adventure of horror that answers many questions Stoker posed but left to the imagination of the readers. This gives the author plenty of elbow-room to pull out all stops to the thrills, tension, and killings so that it echoes the original novel but remains Doug's original vision while staying true to Stoker's narrative style. 

When I discovered the story had been written with this style in mind, I couldn't wait to read it, and I wasn't let down. The only hiccup for me was the female in the story, but how else can you have a love story within the horror tale without a damsel in distress? Whether or not you are a fan of Dracula or a student of the British novel, you will enjoy Dracula's Demeter. But fans and students will love it just a bit more.  

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Poetry Today: Trends and Traditions 17
The Poetry of Mimetic and Mimesis
Compiled and Formatted by Anthony Servante

Muse of Poetry

This month we view the perspectives of Mimetic and Mimesis poetry. Mimetic considers the act of creation, whether it is poetry, art, or a business plan; it usually employs metaphoric utility (for instance, in the Theater, phrases like "break a leg" and "go out there and kill them" are mimetic phrases) . Also, in poetry, it is introspective, as the poet writes about the inspiration and act of writing poetry as a separate part of himself, even as he writes them (for instance, The Muse is a parasite that bleeds my blood on the page). Mimesis considers a world-view. Think of the world as seen through a Batman comic, then think of the world as seen in a Charles Dickens novel: two different perspectives. Each poet writes his or her world-view; no two worlds are alike. 

Thus we have collected two poems, one mimetic and one mimesis, from our guest poets today. Participants include Jaye Tomas, Michael H. Hanson, Kim Acrylic, Kay Irvin, Jen Flynn, Rick L. Mohl Sr., D.S. Scott, Coralie Rowe, Jerry Landon, and Lemmy Rushmore. 

A special thanks to Lemmy Rushmore for sounding the call for contributors to the column today. We gratefully welcome our first-time poets to the column. With this group, we have set a record for the number of participants in our 17th poetry column, as is appropriate for the Thanksgiving Season.

We also welcome old friends who wished to share their perspectives on the poetry of mimetic and mimesis. 

Let's begin...

Jaye Tomas

Jaye Tomas has be a "scribbler" all of her life, but the Internet provided a way to more easily share it. Creating Chimera Poetry (blog & facebook page) has been an incredible experience. The fact that anyone reads what she writes is a constant source of amazement and gratitude to her. Her biggest obsession is books and her reading tastes are eclectic to say the least: Tolkien, Lovecraft, Gaiman, Plath, Ellison, Christie, Aaronovitch, Yeats, Blake, King, Barker, Straub, Lopez, Maugham, Poznansky name a very few. Originally from the windy suburbs of Chicago she now resides in the UK. Lately she has been casting her eyes in the direction of Italy, but hasn't completely settled on that.....yet. It may be back to the USA, it may be Edinburgh, it may be Gallifrey..... the beauty of the story is in the journey, not the arrival.

The Poems:

Disguised Poetry ~

I keep them up my sleeves
like silk scarves
like flashing coins
like onion skinned old letters
I disguise them
blend them into the fabric of my living day
 like raven feathers in the dark
and sometimes
sometimes I grow bold
and hand you one
a treasure 
a curiosity
and I shake a little
where the trembling only shows itself in the hitching of my pulse
hoping you will see it shine
see it tumble 
and you will love its fire
 and its color and look at me with gladness
with understanding
and say yes
yes I see it
and smile....
But like a child hating its playpen
you smash it
crush it beneath heavy words like duty
and obligation
that march in straight lines down narrow paths
Can't you join me?
just for a moment.....
can't you try and see the poems in the spiderwebs?
I could read them to you
will you listen?
Or will you turn and scan the sky restlessly
searching for the cloud you know must be there
to mar the blue perfection.
Sighing when you find one
your proof of the fractured
the flawed
a stain
And yet a cloud so perfect
such a compliment to the wide sky
that painters weep to view it and with joyful thumbs
smudge ivory on to their canvas.
And I quietly
with scarcely shaking hands
thread the scarves back into my sleeves
still the light with hushed promises
let it fade back into Pandoras cabinet
and wait ...
until my pulse smooths
and another window cracks slightly open
Maybe this next time
we can read the poems together
and celebrate the spiders insight
eyes brimming over with their brilliance
Maybe this next time 
the magic will be enough
to illumine the sideways staircases
tucked along the narrow paths
and bright enough to penetrate the disguise.


Alone She Dances ~

Alone she dances
always alone
in an empty room of bare boards and peeling paint 
but surrounded in her head by an attentive
adoring crowd.
Alone she dances
lost in the movements
her feet bleeding like a teabag in hot water
prints like spilled wine tracking her endless bris├ęs
her graceless glissades
While in her minds eye the performance unspools like the most delicate of linen
and she knows she should stop daydreaming about her own death
only so she can practice more fully its performance
should stop praying for a faulty noose
but on a locked and hidden level wonders if
like a thistle in a kiss
the pain is brief but the rewards exquisite
and she dances on
alone except for a pallid reflection in a battered mirror
she dances….


Michael H. Hanson 

Michael H. Hanson is the Creator of the Sha'Daa shared-world, horror/fantasy anthology series (currently consisting of "Sha'Daa: Tales of The Apocalypse," "Sha'Daa: Last Call," "Sha'Daa: Pawns," and the soon to premiere "Sha'Daa: Facets," all published by Moondream Press (an imprint of Copper Dog Publishing LLC).

He has written two collections of poetry, "Autumn Blush" and "Jubilant Whispers," whose second editions will soon be published by Racket River Press (an imprint of Copper Dog Publishing LLC).

In the upcoming year Michael will not only be overseeing the writing of the new Sha'Daa anthology "Sha'Daa: Inked," but he is also overseeing the writing of the shared-world novel "Not To Yield," a science fiction tale inspired by The Odyssey.

The Poems: 

She Sings
by Michael H. Hanson

She sings to me on dire days
with dulcet delphic subtlety
and mothers my murky malaise
outside my careworn coventry.
She sings to me with just a glance,
an aria in both her eyes
pleading that I still have the chance
to claim this pure passionate prize.
She sings to me with selfless smile,
a symphony of scarlet lips
that promise we can reconcile
all of the sins a man worships.
She sings a song of forgiveness
and unearned unrelenting bliss.

My Aim Is True
by Michael H. Hanson

My aim is true, I shan’t hurt you,
so do not shiver, shake, or sway,
though I see me in eyes dark blue
in all my daunting disarray.
My aim is grand, you understand,
meant only for the best target,
trust my elan and steady hand
respecting all in my orbit.
My aim is straight, bereft of hate,
braided in love’s happiest hues,
unwavering and accurate,
it unrelentingly pursues.
Now part your lips, release your sighs,
accept my focus as your prize.

Kim Acrylic

Kim Acrylic, from Seattle Washington is a Poet/ Recording Artist/indie Music Journalist, who dedicated her life to poetry at age 15. Since then she has worked for several online music and poetry magazines and has been published in several anthologies including Little Episode's first volume of poetry "Back In 5 Minutes" She also collaborated post-death with Andy Warhol for the New Britain Museum Of Modern Art by writing a poem inspired by his painting of Manray for the book "Visions, Voices, and verses" As of to date Kim has two CDs out "Fan Fare Melt Down" and "Techno Eyes.She continues to collaborate to this day with artists all over the world.

Kim Acrylic
My manic muse is on a dire mute.
I destroy the words dancing on my forked tongue.
Numbed out poetic pretensions nod.
Cravings for the fresh blood of a rhyme,
I dance between the ominous lines of a blank page.
I'm not forgivable among the neurotic letters that cease to exist.
Literary lethargy copies and pastes my past affairs with broken alphabet.
I now swim the polka- dotted sea of vast critiques of brilliance.
"Manic Muse"

Kim Acrylic
"Midnight Rainbows" 

Detain me for the swollen crimes I fall in love with.

I no longer speak in sweet tongues for the dirt of society.

I play dress up in dreams of morbidity and lost mortality.

I float hell -ward with vast illustrations of my only sonnet.

Amuse the pretty sinners with cheap sex and talks of daytime moons with midnight rainbows.

Bring truth to show and tell with your latest addictions and excesses.

Deformed deaths spawn my only personal forever.

Rag dolls take place of mannequin perfection.

Sew me up into voodoo, make me endless.

Rock a bye the babies of oblivion's promise. Will I need more thread?

Kay Irvin

Kay Irvin is a single Leo and a lyrics and poetry writer with a penchant for all things beautifully eerie. Her signature style is Gothic-Victorian. Often dark, haunting and with just a subtle twinge of something unnerving from time to time, is how she likes to pen her verse and prose. She has been writing for well over two decades and maintains a blog, chronicling a large amount of her work. She admires the poetry of Edgar Allan Poe, Lord Byron, Robert Frost and especially a piece entitled, 'Ode' by Arthur O'Shaughnessy. She enjoys the lyrical attributes of Jim Morrison, Stevie Nicks, Nirvana, Type O Negative, Evanescence, Pearl Jam, Led Zeppelin and AC/DC. She considers these artists - her teachers, learning from them but developing into her own. Besides her passion for writing, she also cares for her Mother and Brother in Northeastern Oklahoma, where they share a home. She is self-taught in graphics design and many aspects of web design. Although kids weren't in the stars for her, Kay proudly states that the world needs 'Pet Parents.' She adores animals and has a special affinity for wolves, citing that as a child, her family had a beloved pet member, whose lineage included that of a full-blooded wolf. She was interviewed, in August 2014, by BlogTalkRadio host, Viktor Aurelius, for a 'Whispers in the Dark' episode: 'Horror Poetry #2.' Several of her lyrics and poems were read by the show host on that internet broadcast. Kay is looking towards publishing in the near future and may opt for Amazon Kindle as an outlet, and possibly trade paperback. Her dream is to one day co-create with composers and have her lyrical works made into songs on a professional level. Kay is deeply grateful for the unconditional love and support of her Mother, Brother, Sister and some of her other family members. She is also very appreciative of her friends, including her online friends, which she corresponds with on Facebook, her blog, messages and emails. Kay notes, 'The encouragement for my writing has been so warm and kind. Many people have welcomed me and that has meant more than anyone could imagine.' She adds, 'I write to get things out and to deal with emotions, such as pain, sadness, depression, anger, trust, strength and love. I hope to offer something pleasing to those who come across my work.'
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The Poems:

Jen Flynn

The Poems:

the muse...

inside it burns
just wanting out
seems always now
I hear it shout

possess it does
an owning ache
if not spat forth
feels like I'll break

less poured from me
don't think I'll see
the truest me
I hope to be

too much in there
I must expel
or always on
I'll know this hell...

Copyright © 2014 Jen Flynn  All rights reserved.

just one more day...

it was by the gravestone
when she first heard the sound
feeling scared and alone
she then looked all around

nobody could she see
and then she felt your touch
as tears streamed down her face
she's missed you oh so much

she feels she's in a trance
her tears you wipe away
she wishes you'd come back
and stay just one more day

her heart cannot be whole
she knows that deep inside
you just left her today
and it's already died....

Copyright © 2014 Jen Flynn All rights reserved.


Rick L. Mohl Sr.

I was born May 9, 1959 in Frankfurt, Germany. Moved to Richland, Washington in 1960, lived here ever since. Graduated Kennewick high School, class of 1977, never attended College. Married (1986-28 years) Two daughters (31 and 21) One son (18). I love to read (big Terry Brooks and Stephen King fan),and I love to write poetry.

The Poems:








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OCTOBER 1, 2014

D.S. Scott

When D. S. Scott was fourteen, a friend suggested he write a short story. He began writing and immediately took an interest in it. A couple weeks later he finished and was surprised to find how much he enjoyed writing it. In the years since, Scott has written in several genres but has found a particular interest in horror and suspense. He enjoys writing poetry, short stories and has started on a novel. Finding writing to be a creative outlet, he kept with it and followed his goal to publish.

The Poems:

Words Released
By D. S. Scott

The words in my mind
Always they have to plague me
Their rhyme is unkind
Poetry is all I see

Jumping all around
Never have they ceased
There’s no other sound
But their screams released

That’s why I have to write
Just to keep them away
Get out of my mind’s sight
I seem to have no say

Screeching their commands
It seers my very soul
Making their demands
It always takes a toll

My demons haunt
They surely care not
Not what I want
Causing me to rot

My fingers ache
My hands have cried out
All hope they take
And for help I doubt

But somewhere deep inside
When all is done and through
I feel some sense of pride
As if I always knew

Now I’ve come to the end
The course has been run
With my message to send
It seems I am done

Ground Hog’s Day
By D. S. Scott

When I woke up on this day
Everything stayed the same way
A copy of how things have been
It has occurred once again
Fighting my repetitive foe
It will always happen so
Over and over again once more
I’m not sure what this day is for
It all drives me so damn mad
I only want back what I had

There was time when I didn’t have to stay
A time when I actually had a say
I had a life like other men
Now I long for that time back then
Now again a day I owe
I just want this one to go
Maybe I did spill my blood on the floor
Slitting my wrist and making such gore
At the time I thought the sin not so bad
Only now I relive this endless fad

Coralie Rowe

C. Rowe is new to the writing scene. Previously a baker by trade, now a mum, Rowe found an interest in writing poetry and has been published in a horror anthology recently.

The Poems: 

A Tiny Seed

This tiny seed
Inside my heart
Does grow & spread
Its leaves apart
This tiny seed
Now in my head
Captures my thoughts
They must be read
This tiny seed
Now not so small
Breaks through the locks
Breaks through my walls
This tiny seed
I will prepare
Grown with love
Showered with care
This tiny seed
Is a part of us all
It brings us to heights
Or it makes us fall
This tiny seed
It is poetry
Borne from within
Our ingenuity

Forlorn Fragments

Penning words, with feathered quill
I look yonder, through windowsill
Pastures green, with buzzing bee
Atop a hill, the big oak tree
A swing hangs, from lower branch
Childhood dreams, it does enhance
Skipping through, knee high grass
Polished acorns, shine like brass
Longing thoughts, return me to
The words, I'm inscribing you
You were the one, that held my heart
Captured my breath, from the start
Entrancing my soul, with bewitching eyes
Pulling me in, whilst deceiving with lies
The beauty that, you once beheld
The exterior of, emptiness shelled
These undying words, from a bleeding heart
You can revise them, as my soul departs
My chamber grows, dark in the gloom
Night is coming, it will be here soon
Lovelorn letter penned, with feathered quill
As the ink wanes, from my wrist I refill

Jerry Landon

From South-WesternMichigan, Jerry Langdon lives in Germany since the early 90's. He is an Artist and Poet. His works bathe in a darker side of emotion and fantasy. His works include:
His poetic inspirations are derived from poets such as Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. As well as from various Rock Bands. His apparently twisted mind, twists and intertwines fantasy with reality.

The Poems:

Blood and Ink

With blood and ink
We weave
Tales to believe
Deep sorrows
Penned in blood and ink
We the poets of darkness
Authors of terror
Witness of human error
Take record of the growing shadow
That only we know
Kept in blood and ink
We are the saints
Of splattered dreams
Guardian of screams
Keepers of the night
Held in blood and ink
Hail the darkness
Awaken the dead
Locked in our heads
Brought to life
In blood and ink
© Jerry Langdon

Disgruntled ( Euthanasia's Kiss)

Vines of frustration
Hung desperately
O'er vacuous frame
Sinking on quicksand path
Footprints fade in aftermath
Stroled decadent ways
Every step a descent
Creeping demise
Euthanasia ~ sweet death
A kiss ~ final breath
Exhalation ~ expiration
Disgruntled vines
Clung perilously
About bereft body
Hollow desire
Reaping the dire
Fail ~ exhale
Euthanasia ~ sweet death
© Jerry Langdon

Lemmy Rushmore

Lemmy Rushmore is a mechanic by trade and father of three who occasionally dares dabble in the world of words. Until recently unpublished, his pieces touch on many topics, but tend to lean toward the darker side of those things encountered daily. Ranging from emotionally dark to horror, some of his work can be seen in the anthologies We are Dust and Shadow, Demonic Possession, and No Sight for the Saved, which features the superbly dark art of Niall Parkinson. All have been released by James Ward Kirk Publishing and are now available. In addition he will be lucky enough to be included along with a great many truly talented writers and poets among the pages of the anthologies Hell II: Citizens, Cellar Door III: Animals, Indiana Horror Review 2014, The Grays, and Bones III, all coming soon from the great team at James Wark Kirk Publishing. His newest work can be viewed on the Facebook page, Parkinson Rushmore Project as he is currently involved in a unique collaboration with the extraordinarily talented artist, Niall Parkinson...

Facebook page....

Parkinson Rushmore Project page....

No Sight for the Saved....

Demonic Possession....

We Are Dust and Shadow....

in the great abyss
of this sorry soul
they all float around
in the blackest hole

it is them I am
and seems they're me
all the feelings, thoughts
and the words to be

deep within they scream
every needing free
and if not unleashed
only them I see

for the tongue they reach
to the pen they yell
all there stand in line
to escape their hell

so from hand they're spat
most in strangest verse
and with all I share
my most dreaded curse...

Copyright © 2014 Lemmy Rushmore  All rights reserved.

Madness Strikes
within this muck it seems we're stuck
by fate's cruel hand again once struck
but you I'll hold till all fades 'way
till peace is what the days display

apart I've come within this place
till of what was there is no trace
but weep I won't while you I hold
no matter what I might behold

my mind long lost but you're still here
that final thing I dare hold dear
so here we'll sit till skies all clear
till those things good might reappear

no worse can come than that which came
so grin I shall while not the same
and you I'll clutch while madness reigns
with only pain to fill these veins

though cracked I have revenge we'll plot
and even get with sorry lot
with you the last and truest friend
it's here I'll sit and plan their end....

Copyright © 2014 Lemmy Rushmore All rights reserved


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