Games the Wealthy Play By Walt Giersbach
Lorraine was a game that Nathan played with great relish. Not a childish game, but a sport called life. First, there were odds. Odds that her husband, Dexter, wouldn’t discover their affair. The...
View ArticleBlood and Botany by Simon Maltman
“Pass us the rake Brian, would ya?” “Two seconds mate… there you go.” “Cheers,” said Tim, starting into a final tidy up of the lawn, “if you wanna load up the van that’ll do us.” “No probs,” Brian...
View ArticleNecro-Dandies By Alex S. Johnson
Some say a gentleman’s crimes, no matter how well-intended, are permanent. That they affix themselves to his brow, or shine from the skin of his neglected soup, or find some other way to creep about...
View ArticleAnd Now, The End Is Near….
Ladies & Germs, PMM will be on an extended hiatus until… who knows when, who knows where, but I know we’ll meet again, some sunny day. I shall be putting some select pieces up over the next few...
View ArticleTHE FINAL COUNTDOWN… 5… The Master by Dr. Mel Waldman
In an unfathomable moment of murderous unreality, I shoot the Master. He laughs uproariously. I shoot him again and again and after an interminable fusillade, he falls to the ground. But when I gaze at...
View ArticleTHE FINAL COUNTDOWN… 4… I’ve Told Ev’ry Little Star by Graham Wynd
‘Every vibration that ever moved through this place is still resonating,’ Karl told me. I was in awe of him then. We stood in Monty’s which had been the Marquee. Sometimes we even had a pint if we had...
View ArticleTHE FINAL COUNTDOWN 3… HUNTERS By Jeff Dosser
The only truly positive thing you can say about zombies is they’re terrible at hiding, particularly in the woods, constantly thrashing through the underbrush, stomping through leaves. Then, of course,...
View ArticleTHE FINAL COUNTDOWN 2… Because The Night by Paul D. Brazill
Mark Finney’s footsteps echoed as he walked across the rusty, metal railway bridge. A steely fog was spreading itself across the town and he could no longer see the trains creeping slowly below him. He...
View ArticleTHE FINAL COUNTDOWN 1… CHINA WHITE IN MASHPEE by Richard Godwin
1. WORK. Elixirs come in many forms, I have found, but there are none as good as a well-executed job. Work: I am tired of all the Murphy Artists, con men lining up on the puke stained sidewalks, all...
View ArticleBLAST OFF AND SO LONG, SUCKERS!!!
Eulogy : By The Dark Lord, Richard Godwin – “Jason Michel is a visionary, make no mistake, just riffle through the pages of PMM and see. He is also a heretic and for good reasons. This is the age of...
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