. . . But this month, for the first time in a full issue, we have poetry.
That’s right, folks: your friendly neighborhood Jersey Devil Press, home to all your favorite short fiction — sci-fi, horror, comedy, sci-hor-medy, deep literary musings, and not-so-deep literary musings — has gone all bard-y and started breaking lines and making stanzas.
And the results are unearthly!
You want retellings of Egyptian myth? You bet your eye of Horus we’ve got it. You want witchcraft? Don’t worry — you’ll survive getting turned into a newt. You want carnivorous trees? Mind the branches. You want the apocalypse? Pack your bug-out bag. You want scifaiku and Cthulhaiku and honest-to-Odin Vikings? Well, buckle in, folks, because we got all that and more, and every bit of it is in glorious, blood-dripping verse.
So join Hamlet, Prince of Uranus (see what we did there?) and settle in for an evening of electrifying poetry.
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Heading right over…
That was a damn fine issue!
Wasn’t it? =D