Joseph A. Pinto

#barflypoet & author of dark fiction

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 …

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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 …

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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 …

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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 …

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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’, …

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