The Statement of Elliot C. Siskin By JACK PENCILLE He was the type to forget he was supposed to be dead. Let me clarify, Officer, I loved Lawrence like nothing else. He was my soul and my heart, the love of my life and the thorn in my side. He was loving but clingy, always...Read More
Primal Psychosis By Jack Pencille It happens slowly, as most infections do. There’s a bite somewhere you overlook, healed before you can connect the dots. Then come the night terrors and sweating, a dryness of mouth and a hunger for something. Of course, you just roll over, check the time on your phone (lately it’s...Read More
