By Melekwe Anthony Black, the shadow that sings. Dizzy and dreamy, I wake up six minutes past midnight to a crackling at my window. Shapeless figures hovering in the moonlight, Humming ‘Birds of Winter Crawl’. I pull the blanket to my freezing abouts. This is not a dream. I know that song. My dead grandmother’sContinue reading “Nightmare”
Monthly Archives: November 2020
Dirty Blog 7
By Dick Johnson (The Dirty Blog is a series where a criminal posts a blog, like anyone else would. Click on The Dirty Blog category to see more.) I was at the apartment and had just gotten out of the shower when I heard a knock on the door. Normally, I wouldn’t answer unless IContinue reading “Dirty Blog 7”
Guest Bloggers
We accept guest blogging, and will make links to your site. If you write something that you believe will fit into our crime scene, then let us know. Some ideas might include, True Crime, Reviews, Travel, Biographies, or Documentaries of crimes and seeking to solve them or find missing folks. If you have an episodeContinue reading “Guest Bloggers”
Photo Journals
We are accepting photo journals. So, if you are a photo journalist, and like to document true crime scenes, or travel to crime locations, and take beautiful photos we are interested.Send us what you got, or query us about it.Compile the pics together to make a compelling story, and we will look at it.Here areContinue reading “Photo Journals”
About Videos and Podcasts
We are accepting videos and podcasts in the crime genre. Whether it’s true crime, or fiction, or about crime or fiction we are interested. Do a professional job.Research how others have done it to make your video or podcast the best it can be. We probably won’t accept videos of you in your living roomContinue reading “About Videos and Podcasts”
The Paris Express
By Jonathan Wilkins Élodie met him in a faded restaurant in a small, rainy town Saint-Mars-la-Brière on the main line between Tours and Paris. There were mirrors on the walls all around the room. Over his shoulder she could see herself reflected a dozen times; it made her blink. She wasn’t sure which face wasContinue reading “The Paris Express”
Dirty Blog 6
By Dick Johnson I was at work at the hardware store today, when the Parole Officer showed up. He’s been showing up more often lately. I wonder if he knows something. He’s a dick, but I can’t really complain because he gives me a lot of leeway. He wanted me to piss in a cupContinue reading “Dirty Blog 6”
Not All Poems Rhyme
By Lynne M. Chin PROLOGUE House of painThere was no one to helpThere was no one who would believe itThe previous night’s beating was the last oneThe latest threat was the final oneThe only way to break the cycle THE LAST DAY Phone call from the chief of police Can you get over to theContinue reading “Not All Poems Rhyme”