Absorbed by Excrement
by Michael Errol Swaim
When the boundary between life and art collapses, is anyone safe?.
Out now on Godless.com and in paperback on Amazon!!!
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The Curse of Being Beautiful
by Elsbeth Eden
Gods guard beauty, and damn any who dare to possess it.
THE CARVING IS BEAUTIFUL. Why can’t I carve? The details are perfect, crisp as the day they were chipped from the granite four generations ago.
She is the epitome of beauty. Her statue looms to the left of the dark opening. A pointed archway into the unknown.
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One Hundred Years to the Day
by Tim Boiteau
Bad timing is everything.
BOUND AND GAGGED, cloak barely covering her translucent flesh, Theda could only watch as one of the brigands castrated her man with a stiletto, then the other blew out his brains as he attempted to crawl away across the infertile soil.
“Cheer up now, Fair Daughter,” the man with the eyepatch said as he cleaned his knife against his thig READ MORE...
Reciprocity
by Chantell Renee
She hates Easy Cheese, and it’s her way out of a hopeless life.
“I’m leaving,” Cecily said.
But her words were lost in the face of his rage.
Behind him, the gas flame flickered on the stovetop. Cecily wasn’t much of a cook, but she’d managed to not burn the Hamburger Helper this time. It didn’t matter. He’d grabbed the pan and thrown it at the wall with all his might. Now, the grou READ MORE...
Taco Tim Too: With Hot Sauce
by Penny Blood
Now the shit’s hitting the fan big time, and it’s still spreading.
A sequel to Taco Tim, which appeared in Carnage House Issue #7.
“FUCKIN’ HELL JUS’SIT down ‘n shut up. How many times’ve I gotta say it?” The Nurse pressed her thick breadstick fingers in a fan across Fred’s chest, forcing him to li READ MORE...
Daddy’s House
by Thomas Stewart
Inside Daddy’s house is pure hell.
I CAN’T HELP MYSELF and keep swinging the ax, reducing his face further and further to red paste. One of his eyes stares at me with a panicked look. I glare back.
My arms ache. My knees buckle. My mind tells my body to keep going. That he’s not dead, not yet. His body is still twitching. I want it to stop. No rising or falling, READ MORE...
The Artist
by Christopher Michael Blake
In the hands of the Artist every death is a piece of art.
PEOPLE ARE SUCH FOUL creatures. Physically, they are grotesque. They disgust me. Pounds of excess fat carelessly hanging from their obese bodies, along with sprouts of hair follicles springing up everywhere on their skin. Then there are the clumps of leftover food littering their crooked yellow teeth. If you even thought about getting close to a pe READ MORE...
Zombie Pussy
by James Patrick Riser
Sex and the zombie apocalypse.
ZOMBIE PUSSY WAS STRANGE. Dry, wet, and rough at the same time. It was also addicting and challenging, like fucking a mechanical riding bull.
When the chains around her neck and wrists clanged loud enough, it was time to feed her, even though she was always hungry. The food would slide down her throat in a lump, travel through her g READ MORE...
Blood Offering
by Paul Lonardo
When the world is being ripped apart, it tears us inside out.
THE TEENAGE HUNTERS FOLLOWED the cottontail down into the holler, jumping a makeshift fence with KEEP OUT signs posted. It was the only animal they’d seen the entire afternoon, which was why they pursued it so doggedly. The two brothers, Asher and Hudson Mullins, went one way, while Liam Turner darted in the opposite direction toward a craggy roc READ MORE...
The Last Course
by Chris McAuley
When you have bitten off more than you can chew...
CAMERON VOSS HAD BEEN a god once—or as close as the digital age allowed.
Twenty-seven years old, six million followers on YouTube, nearly eleven million on TikTok. He wasn’t a comedian. He wasn’t a chef. He wasn’t a game dev.
He was just...there. A face. A laugh. A constant presence in the algorithm’s bloodstream. READ MORE...
