Tag: Susan Slaviero

| By Susan Slaviero

[ Issue Issue #2 ]

The Framework of Horror

setting the scene Gloom, gallows.  A taste for gothic.  Perhaps a butler is creeping behind a hidden wall.  The bare branches are spiderwebbed, an eerie light refracted from a dusty looking-glass.  This is the hiss in the cellar, the mad mutter in the attic. What soft organ pulses beneath that antique carpet?  Graffiti, grist. You …