BE AFRAID BUT BUY THE BOOK…

Halloween may be a month away but believe me; fear has come early this year. Tomorrow is the official release date for Gehenna and Hinnom’s Year’s Best Body Horror 2017 Anthology. 

Do you like being scared; the fear finding its way into your flesh, hairs rising and sharpening, the silence being shattered by something sinister? Well go buy this wonderfully terrorizing book featuring a nerve wrecking collection of chilling tales to set your wits on end!

In the words of the publishers: Abodyemigphobia is the fear of the visceral aspects of the human body. Mutilation, alteration, and disfigurement at the epicenter of horror for many ages. In body horror we not only find something to fear, but we learn to fear ourselves.

How can one fear themselves? Why would something so natural disturb generations of readers?

Gehenna & Hinnom is honored to present the Year’s Best Body Horror 2017 Anthology, the most disturbing and blasphemous collection of horror to ever be read by human eyes. Enter the morose. Embrace the Unknown.

Oh, and I am in there too!

Available to purchase on kindle and that old classic book form.

SEND IN THE CLOWNS

 

Twisted in torment
throughout time,
we are tenements
tears could fill
in their thousands.

If only we were clowns
and comedy was our calling.

All words by Damien B. Donnelly

 

Twitter poetry prompt “tears could Fill” from #WrittenRiver

PARISIAN PROTECTION

 

And there stands
reassurance
right on front of me
at the exits of metros
still moving behind me,
where men,
always black men,
always banlieue,
who I recognise
from the streets
yesterday begging for bread,
now search
for bombs in bags
so Parisians feel more protected.
Really Paris,
is this your position
or are you just trying
to reduce the homeless
by placing then closer
to possible blasts
and kill two birds
with the one bomb?
Unarmed, untrained
and unexplained
boys looking for
booby traps
that would only
make them collapse
if they found one.
These gullible gangstas
are no MacGyvers.
Appearances, it seems,
in Paris are still everything
while the streets
stink with rubbish
hiding the homeless
from the tourists,
the jobless, non-nationals,
uninsurable non-entities,
at least the ones
you haven’t yet picked
to reassure commuters
that dangers are being derailed
before style trends board trains.

 

All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

HUMANITY IS HURTING

 

and the lullaby
left us…

and the stars
that we wished upon
sank with the souls
that had been
set upon

and
humanity is hurting,
is drowning
in tears
and treachery

and
terrorism
becomes the term
that clears us
of all
accountability
civility
responsibility

and
we have lost
the garden
and its graces
and its glory

the paradise
where flowers
unfolded
and creatures
crawled
with carefree
curiosity

but
the seasons
have shifted
and the rivers
have rose
because nature
knew more
than man
could suppose

and
the unity
of humanity
revealed itself
to be
a fallacy

a
frail
fragile
and
fickle
fantasy
now falling,
like tears,
through the rainbow,

the rainbow
we never managed
to get over

and
humanity is hurting,
is drowning
while seeking
asylum

and
the blue birds
are now white doves
rising from the ashes
of our actions
of our inactions
and infractions

leaving us
lost
and lonely
and longing

and
the blue birds
are now black birds
pecking at our passion
and our pride
like some
worldwide
genocide

though
still we hope
still we parade
still we believe
there can be
something
better
brighter
beyond
the bombs
and the
bloodshed

while
humanity is hurting,
is drowning
in places
where once
there were parties

Into this world
we were born
crawling
climbing
carving
combining
creating
competing
controlling
condemning
crucifying

thinking
we were men
of the modern world

trusting
we were brothers
in arms

not armed brothers
thrusting hate
into hearts

but
we bore hate;
breaking bodies
instead of boundaries

but
we forged fear;
slaying people
instead of prejudice.

Can we not support
all that is hopeful?
Can we not understand
all that is different?

We have the right
to hold arms
in the States
they say,
while in France
they’re fighting
on main street
Marseilles

while
over the rainbow
there is the song
of another world
where voices
are raised
in laughter

while
over the rainbow
there is music
in another world
where bodies can dance
at discos undaunted

where
differences
are not deemed
to be deadly

where
belief
is not
a burden
to obliterate

while here,
in this world

we punished
the pagans,
we killed
a christ,
we slaughtered
the jews,
we shot down
the gays,
we blacklisted
the muslims,
we sacrificed
the innocent,
we returned
the refugees

and
we thought
we were men
of the modern world

but
we had no idea
the music
had stopped

and the lullaby
had left us
hurting

W.E: What Evolution?

All Words by Damien B. Donnelly

Audio version available on Soundcloud:

https://soundcloud.com/damien-donnelly-2/humanity-is-hurting