HOWLINGS: WEREWOLF CONTEST

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ATTENTION CARNAGE CONSERVATORY!!! HERE’S YOUR CHANCE TO LET THE BEAST OUT TO HOWL!

THIS MONTH CARNAGE IS TAKING OVER BLACKALCHEMY’S HOWLING SECTION WHICH MEANS . . . . SHOW ME YOUR TEETH!

CARNAGE WANTS YOU TO WRITE YOUR BEST WEREWOLF STORIES, POEMS, FLASH, AND HAIKUS! NO WORD LIMIT NO RULES (except standard Carnage Guidelines).

SUBMISSIONS WILL BE POSTED ON THE DAY OF THE FULL MOON FEBRUARY 7TH, I WILL BE ACCEPTING STORIES UP TO AND INCLUDING THAT DAY.

A PRIZE WILL BE GIVEN TO ONE OF THE SUBMITTERS THROUGH A RANDOM DRAWING OF THOSE WHO PROVIDE US WITH HAIR RAISING TALES! AND REMEMBER TO CHECK OUT OTHER HOWLINGS AT http://blackalchemy.wordpress.com/howlings/,  BUT THIS IS OUR MONTH SO YOU KNOW HOW I LIKE IT, THE BLOODIER THE BETTER! GIVE ME YOUR BEST HACK AND SLASH WEREWOLF!

SUBMISSIONS CAN GO THROUGH BLACKALCHEMY’S ASSIGNED EMAIL ACCOUNT lycantails@gmail.com OR AS ALWAYS THROUGH YOUR BELOVED EDITOR, DEADENDEMILY HERSELF emilysm737@gmail.com 

IT’S TIME TO GET HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF

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Breathing Black

your heart is blacker than the night;

it cuts in the waves of a knife, it’s

oceans splattering the world in ruby

droplets of cardinal feathers; every

place I look has your stain, your fangs

have torn holes into every fissure to

be seen with the naked eye; you tear

a world of apathy to her very core —

your lips hold the lies everyone dies

to hear and you know how to spread

them on the wings of your ravens —

I wonder if one day, you’ll come back

to haunt even more painfully than you

did whilst you were still breathing black.

By Linda M. Crate