L.S. Johnson’s chilling tale of pyschological horror is a seasonal gift from all of us at The Fabulist to you, the hapless reader. Happy Halloween!
Extravagance, vanity, disruption and the dreary fascinations of would-be celebrity weddings are revealed as essentially absurd in poet Tim Xonnelly’s abstruse contribution to The Fabulist.
Steve Gilmartin’s “The Sitting” is an unsettling experience of artistic objectification and being an alien in your own skin.
Matthew F. Amati freely references Grimm, but then puts those timeworn tales through the postmodern/post-context wringer. The results are absurd, disturbed, gleefully unhinged, and inclined to wordplay.
Sadie Hoagland’s brings us a magic-realist tumble into a life of painful fragments, transformed by yearning, and frozen in a moment.
Liana Kapelke-Dale, explores sweetly feverish inversions of fairy tale endings, and is always seeking liberation, in her poem “Lead Into Gold.”