The editor provided me with a review copy of this anthology Liang SlongI have enjoyed her work in the past, although I admit that I have only read her comics (Grevini is a masterpiece). What follows is a review of some (but not all) of the stories collected in the anthology “Death in the Mouth,” which Liang co-edited with Cassie Hart, whose work I have great dissatisfaction with. familiar. I chose five stories based on how cool the titles were, although I will say that all of the stories have really cool titles. I wish I had time to read and review all of this, but that’s the nature of deadlines.
Higher than the hungriest dead
go through Beatrice Winifred Icker
The opening story of the series is also an extremely disturbing one. Although the shortest story (apart from the main novel), Icker’s use of prose format reaches an unsettling degree. Their ability with the pen can make phrases funny, horrifying, and tragic. There’s just no way one can hate a story that begins: “Tonight you’re going to cut off my breasts for me under the waning moon.”
Bring your own bomb
Nadia Burgin
The thing about stories is that they’re always unreliable. Whether it’s something as small as revealing information after the fact or making up a big name, it’s always interesting to see what the narrator leaves out, adds, or changes to suit his or her own needs. Burgin exploits this uncertainty to tell a ghost story haunted by the unknown. Our protagonist, whose name may or may not be Matt, knows so little that our view of the tragedy is muddled and confusing, adding to the rich horror. But at the same time, we remain blind to some of the horrors. Ignorant, if you will.
Mirror Arcana Hymn in Triplet Stream
Xavier Garcia
I admit, the rap scene was never really mine. I prefer R&B and disco rhythms to rap. Part of the reason is that my brother grew up hating the genre, but he insisted on playing 50 Cent every day. I was sure that if I had the chance, I would find something that I loved about this field, but I never did. Still, Garcia brings texture and fear to those who long to be seen as a violent man. “I want it, I need it, and I’ll take it. It’s mine. Especially when it goes from fluff to something more sinister, it has a chilling effect.
Jaguar under the light of the sixth shot
Author: R. Diego Martinez
This is a prose poem from hell about that feeling your heart feels when young love turns sour and you so desperately want the whole world to end just so your heart doesn’t feel like it wants to tear apart anymore. yourself, the only option is to tear everyone in your life down by the throat with your damn teeth, even though you know (if only on an intellectual level) that this son of a bitch doesn’t deserve it; just one in a long line of assholes Another asshole. It’s really disturbing shit.
Rebuild me from this thing you call my soul.
Text: Zhang MH
“Am I the future? Am I already in the past? When you sleep, I lay my shoulders, my chin, my metonyms on your chest, I fold my fingers in your throat, Will you recognize me? I’m speaking your redshift language, but I don’t expect you to understand.
You are filled with unfulfilled hopes and dreams. You are the worst kind, and your indecision and regret kill billions every moment. It’s a dream your engine eats:”
“You are a child of genocide. Your people are the masters of life. You were born without a nature, but you are engraved in your own heart, imprinted in the foundation of your soul.
I mean, why not read a short story with a line like this? Absolutely a killer.
Overall, this is a great anthology worth reading for those who love horror and want better novels to penetrate and infect the world, like a desperate procession on a lonely Christmas night.
Death roll in the mouth. 2 is available now.
