Morbid Curiosity magazine

Synopsis:
"The thinking person's guide to all things dark and lovely." -- Westgate
"An absolutely absorbing, amazing, and affecting collection of true stories." -- About.com
"Gripping, nauseating, deeply touching." -- Whole Earth Review
"Unfinchingly honest...a unique and enthralling read." -- Punk Planet
Book Excerpt:
from The Mortician's Gift by Loren Rhoads:
While I pondered his offer, he asked if I had a strong stomach.
“Well,” I reminded him, “I do publish Morbid Curiosity.”
“There’s something I’d like to show you.” He glanced over his shoulders. “We need to go someplace private, where no one can see.”
Into my head popped the Bizarro cartoon of the guy at the dance with two left feet in a paper bag. Oh, Jesus, I thought, where’s Mason?
Of course, we were standing in the hallway at Westgate, a Victorian house packed canvas to casket with 150 people. There really wasn’t anywhere too private.
The mortician led me into the front room, under Leilah’s twelve-foot-tall statue of the angel of death. He turned away from me to open his Inverness. Oh, I thought, here it comes. For some reason, I expected he would peel back his coat to show me that he was horribly scarred, mangled, had a conjoined twin dangling below his ribs, some kind of hideous physical malformation…
Instead, he handed me a Polaroid. I got lightheaded from the shock of the mundane. Then my eyes locked onto the image in the photograph.
A dozen heads rested on a morgue table. They’d all been severed at the neck. They represented varying stages of decomposition: some green, others yellow. Their eyes rolled upward. Mouths gaped. It looked like a scene from Hell.
-- continued in Morbid Curiosity #6 --
Topics/Categories:
Creative Nonfiction, Personal Essay
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Awards:
Best of the Bay award in 2004 for Best Nightmare-Inducing Local Magazine Nominated in 2005 for the Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in Nonfiction
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