Innsmouth Magazine, Issue #14

Innsmouth Magazine, Issue #14 spreads its wings today (Yes, that’s the theme). Released for the first time in print and e-book form, we recommend you purchase the pretty paperback copy, but if you must have the e-book, then we are discounting 25% at Smashwords until December 6. That means it’s only $3 when you enter coupon code: MY56E.

Innsmouth Magazine’s 14th issue is centered around a theme: wings. Birds who can become strange lovers, mechanical flight suits, a re-telling …

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Fiction: Innsmouth Magazine 13

Innsmouth Magazine presents four Weird tales and one poem. Witness a bizarre alternate history in “1963 Aztec,” discover the steampunk wonders of Charlotte Babbage, and much more.

Fiction and poetry by Andrew G. Dombalagian, Ada Hoffmann, Jess Kaan (translated from the French by Sheryl Curtis), Meeah Cross-Williams and Bryan Thao Worra.

Cover artwork by Mario S. Nevado.

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Fiction: Where She Slumbers Still

This entry is part 7 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By E. Catherine Tobler

Age comes upon every being and so, too, death, but none should be made to endure both in the same moment. In these …

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Fiction: I Fall to Pieces

This entry is part 5 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By Leslianne Wilder

I‘m wearing a banker. I should have taken him off, sloughed the trimmed chest hair and frameless glasses to the floor and just been …

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Fiction: The Unkillable Girl

This entry is part 4 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By KL Pereira

You can’t kill what’s already dead. It’s the only thing that’s kept me alive all these years.

I was tiny, pale, so small that …

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Fiction: The Atrocity Film

This entry is part 9 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By Allen Griffin

The abandoned home looked like a crackhouse, gutters hanging like strays on a bad hair day, half-broken windows like carnivorous teeth. If not constructed …

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Fiction: Grotto of the Helpless

This entry is part 10 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By Erin Stocks

I rearranged the mask on my face, crinkling my nose from the stench swirling up from the gully. Jorges slung his arm around my …

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Fiction: Call Out

This entry is part 8 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

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By Steve Toase

Opening the field gate, Malcolm sensed something born wrong sheltered in the old cattle shed. The sickly sweet smell of decay spread across the …

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Poem: Fragment of a Dream of Atlantean Yellows

This entry is part 2 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

By Bryan Thao Worra

You are a mist for me, you thing of nevers known.
I weep your nameless name in my mind,
Your gaze a lightless inferno within a midnight hurricane.

You are a mist for me, you, beneath your shadow crown,
Thoughtless as steam between decrepit cogs and wind.

Trees make ready for autumn.
This city: Is that old burning Rome or Vientiane?

Clouds are …

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Poem: Dead End in December

This entry is part 3 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

By Bryan Thao Worra

When you leave me, don’t think
You’ve truly gone.
You’re fastened to too many gluons
And neurons, anchored to this gray
Beneath bone between wood and wave.
Don’t believe you’re some seagull.
You haven’t wings.
Sitting by the seaside, these planks
Of ancient piers,
Let those ships sail on without you.
You try to live like everyone else.
You try to mind your …

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Poem: You are never supposed to open the door

This entry is part 6 of 10 in the series Fiction: Issue 12

By David C. Kopaska-Merkel

The big heavy door
The one in the basement of your great grandfather’s house
Somewhere in New England, gabled and gloomy
You inherited it
The only living descendant.

Don’t open it!

You are never supposed to open the book.

Its leather binding
Curiously warm to the touch
Its palpable aura of evil
Its place of reverence
In the library full of books despicable …

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