I am beyond crushed to have said ‘see you later’ to a dear soul and friend last week. Remy was not my dog but he was family. For years, I had the pleasure of walking him to help my neighbors out when they couldn’t get home in time, and he would often stay weekends …
WICK To twist, to dance, to sway; to catch your smile in gilded embrace. To live knowing your breath alone will extinguish my existence. © Copyright 2015 Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.
MOLD I saw you there; in the half-light of candle you seemed a flickering wraith but the pruned expression with which you regarded me only served to extinguish me further. I wished to reach out, to reshape the face I once recognized but clay only hardens if left to serve testament to air. © Copyright …
HEARD Silence; a river running through my head; train cries in the distance its solace muffled much the way I am unable to find my tongue. Fog clouding the window—it’s unbearable but the droplets streaking the glass expose highways, crossroads the likes of which I’ll never have the nerve to explore. Still in my head …
I‘m fuzzy at the edges while you scrape sharp lines at each of my corners. I try to protect myself but still you find a way around my childproof barriers. A chord is struck each time your mouth twists and I feel toddler small— spanked in self-serving lessons of obedience, cheeks reddened; chest heaving with …
Ye who plant the seed shall burden the responsibilities of the fruit; yet I suffer the toil of a heart long laden of dirt. Grown useless, gnarled, I twist now under the rising gale of wind; you are a storm that shall never crest. How I crave for my roots to be severed, transplanted to …
I’ve been asked by many people to separate the fact from fiction in my novella Dusk and Summer. While I cannot reveal all my tricks to its telling, I will say that, as a tribute to my father, I took many elements of his life and seamlessly incorporated them into the story. I will offer …
Pack you bags, we’re going to Canada! What am I talking aboot? I’ll tell you what I’m talking aboot – for the ninth stop of my Dusk and Summer blog tour, we’re in beautiful Canada, home of Julianne Snow, host of ‘The Flipside with Julianne‘ blog, sinister plotter of the webseries ‘Days with the Undead’, …
With Scotland in our rearview, we now head back to the States; namely the headquarters of Sirens Call Publications. The amazing gals at Sirens Call Publications – Nina, Julie and Gloria – turned Dusk and Summer into a reality for me. They immediately recognized that Dusk and Summer was born of love, written with love …
Now, we’ve pretty much been around the globe on our Dusk and Summer blog tour, and I hope you’ve come to understand just how unique and special Dusk and Summer is. I personally guarantee you haven’t read anything like this, and if you think you know what’s coming in my story…think again. Fellow horror author …
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