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The Devil is in the Madhouse with Six Dead Boys

Patient: @JustAfterSunset Illness: 666 Twitter Followers Today the Devil made his way into the Madhouse with 666 followers trailing behind him. So in celebration of all things wrong, scary, and unholy, I wrote you guys a poem to celebrate one of my biggest fears: numbers. Ugh. I've always hated math! Stay Scared, Stephanie M. Wytovich Six Dead Boys Six boys got in a fight and shot each other dead, so the Devil sent them to Heaven for a time out. God made them pray, made them ask for forgiveness. and after hours of saying rosaries, after days of fulfilling contrition those six dead boys never killed each other again.


ANNOUNCEMENT: We're very excited to announce that Stephen M. Wilson's collection of poetry Kicking Against the Pricks is going to be available for pre-order this Thursday, September 26 from RAW DOG SCREAMING PRESS .   Here is a sneak preview of what's to come... WEBSITE: bo oks/kicking-pricks /     AUTHOR BIO:   Stephen M. Wilson was Poetry Editor for Abyss & Apex Magazine of Speculative Fiction and also edited the spec poetry Twitterzine microcosms (@microcosms) and San Joaquin Delta College’s literary magazine Artifact. Wilson spent 3+ years as Poetry Editor for Doorways Magazine and co editor of the Science Fiction Poetry Association’s annual Dwarf Stars Award anthology. He’s had several poems nominated for the Rhysling Award and a handful for the Dwarf Stars Award (including a win in 2011). His first book Dark Duet , a collaboration with multi-Bram Stoker Award winner Linda D. Addison, is available from Necon

In Memory of Stephen M. Wilson

When I became a part of the RDSP family last year, my first job as Poetry Editor was to get in touch with Stephen Wilson about a manuscript that he had recently submitted to us. I was very excited to have the opportunity to work with Stephen, for I had recently read his collaborative work with Linda D. Addison, Dark Duet , and was blown away. I couldn’t get the email out fast enough. The more Stephen and I talked about the collection, the more I realized that he was just as beautiful as the poems he wrote. Despite his illness, he was always upbeat, excited, and working with me on edits, artwork, and ideas. We talked about style, theme, and most importantly, what the collection meant to him: it was a way to handle, to fight, and to accept the darkness. And he did all of that through making good art. Stephen was so passionate about this project, and his drive and excitement made working with him a true blessing. He found a way to showcase the light, no matter how dim or brief in


Patient: Stephanie M. Wytovich Illness: Poet Treatment: More poetry When I gave my teaching presentation at Seton Hill this past residency, I told everyone that before I sat down to work on my novel, that I wrote a poem, whether it be about the character, the scene, the emotion, or the theme I was dealing with. I also told everyone that I had a very difficult time writing this novel, both physically and emotionally. So much in fact, that I stopped at one point and burned everything that I had.   I didn’t want to go deeper. I didn’t want to actually see the Hell I’d created. It scared me, and the memories that it brought back gave me nightmares. I was falling into a pit that I couldn’t climb out of, and I couldn’t shake the blackness, couldn’t get rid of the darkness that the story brought back into my life. But I kept writing poetry, kept exploring metaphors. I knew I had something , I just didn’t know what that something was, or if I even wanted to find it anymore. And so I