Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction

A very belated happy 2017 to all! Few can predict what will happen over the course of a year, but I can – I foresee plenty of great horror fiction coming your way!  Don’t believe me?  Then read my story BOSTON’S BAD DAY! It first appeared on the Pen of the Damned.  If you’re not …

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Enter. Sit before the Tale Weaver. Be still; your incessant fidgeting only diminishes your concentration. Do you not hear it? There. There. Aah, stark terror glazes your eyes…but it should not be so. Relish instead, such a strange and horrid note, that awful baying from beyond the window sash. Silence yourself! I share with you …

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Hello!  I hope you’ve all been well since last we met. The dog days of summer are upon us, so what better way to cool off than by actually getting hotter: courtesy of horror fiction, that is.  I offer for your reading pleasure my latest tale to appear on Pen of the Damned titled It Drives …

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Hi everyone! I’m prone to quiet spells when it comes to social media and posting; I don’t like bludgeoning people with my work.  Sometimes it’s a necessary evil, I know.  Still, it’s not my style.  My silence doesn’t mean I haven’t been crafting, however.  I’m currently putting together my first poetry collection, as well working …

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Established in April of 2012, Pen of the Damned has become home for some of the finest writers of horror and angst. A strange entity, known only as the Tale Weaver, introduced its voice then as well. Not much is known about this mysterious being – it has made its presence known but a handful …

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For anyone following my blog, I guess you know by now that I’m a horror author. Funny thing is, I barely post anything ‘horror’ here.  😛 I’ve shared my poetry.  I’ve shared poignant stories about my daughter. You’ve learned of the release of my moving novella Dusk and Summer, as well my continued efforts raising …

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PALACE In this darkness I have longed, yet only now do you approach beneath my canopy of sentinels. Wordless, though I have screamed centuries for you. Guileless, though now indeed you have been warned. I shall devour your pretenses; leave shorn your bravado. I am your beast, and under granite columns shall you be reborn. …

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SWORN  I thought you would follow, but the willow reed swallowed me whole At least that’s the excuse you sold… I’d been too busy tightening bolts Preparing for traffic that would never come. On the opposite end of nothing now I’ve teetered upon this sharp edge far too long Waiting for that willow reed to …

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Refuge; before these iron gates I tremble. Words, long forgotten, muttered upon this unforgiving draft. Weary fingers graze lips; memory languishes. A song cries. Lost, what once remained. Balm to my wounds, these iron gates I clutch. To twist this handle, to enter into that which I have denied myself… A thousand angels mock my …

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A belated happy 2014!  I certainly hope this new year will be healthy and positive for you all! I’ve never been one for resolutions because a particular day on the calendar dictates I should do so.  I believe that every day is a resolution; every moment.  Trust me, it’s a difficult way to think.  There’s so …

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