Howlietzer Publishing

Modern American Mythology.

Stories

  • Weightless

    She hold her life in her hands as if it were weightless. Sitting on the edge of sadness and great peril, The windowsill, open and ushering in an autumn breeze. She places the gun to her head, Her hands move all on their own. Unconsciously, fingering the trigger. Ready to pass judgment upon her skull.…

  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 5

    Sunny Chapman For the good of my mind, body, and soul, I must get rid of these other personalities… That’s what Dr. Kinless said. I guess I agree. I would love to have my time back. I find that when I black out, sometime I lose a whole day. Not to mention sometimes there is…

  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 4

    Rina Kasotome I can’t help but feel a deep reassurance that someone like Edward Thompson is inside me. To know that there is someone there who is watching out for me. It’s… nice. I don’t feel like I’m talking to no one when I talk to him anymore. I feel like he actually hears me…

  • Every Man’s Motion

    Forgotten lore from long ago, Reminded daily of where I flow. Encouraged daily by your presence; Established constantly by your essence.   Many a time I wish I new, What it was, I was to do. Capture freedom or living slave? Rocket mounted but Misbehaved… Wicked style that pervades my empathy, Foolish folly all leads…

  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 3

    Edward Thompson “What can you tell me about Edward Thompson?” I woke up in my padded room. I had blacked out again. I have no idea what happened. I hoped Dr. Kinless was OK. All I remember is being strapped to the chair and the guards and the nurses and… I love the drugs. I…