Oh, come on. It’s Jersey Devil Press‘s sixty-ninth issue. You know I had to go with that title on this post.
Oddly, we don’t actually have any particularly sexy stories in this issue, unless you count a certain farmer’s weird obsession with his chickens. Instead, we have eeriness and death in the form of cross-dimensional travel, the afterlife, mermen, a scorpion assassin, specters on their unearthly commutes, and a shout-out to the actual Jersey Devil.
And a frog with its brain exposed. In a jar.
Because that’s how we do summer.
And if the issue looks a little strange to you, try coming at it upside-down. I hear that’s a pretty good position . . . for reading. 😉
Samuel Snoek-Brown 