Unholy Trinity: Circle of Unlife by Shawn M. Klimek
Our church worships at the altar of the Unholy Trinity. Its gospels are delivered as a trio of dark drabbles, linked so that Three become One. All hail the power of the Three.
Gripping his daughter’s arm, Horace Banks watched through the front door peephole until her boyfriend had departed.
“I’m tired,” she complained.
“That’s because it’s almost morning!” He faced her, scowling. “And you look pale. Do you starve yourself to look thin for that fool?”
Karen pouted, rubbing her neck. “Henrik always says I should eat more, Dad. And he’s no fool.”
“Who else rides a motorcycle at night wearing all black and without a helmet, but a fool or someone with a death wish.”
“Henrik just said the same thing about you waiting up for me.”
A Vampire’s Tail
Lewis watched as the mysterious figure he’d been following climbed a fire escape to enter an apartment building by a third story window. Once he was out of sight, he took out his phone to message Baxter.
“Patience has paid off,” he wrote.
“What do you mean?”
“I finally tracked the vampire to his lair!”
“At last! Be careful.”
“I will. Meet at dawn to finish him off?”
“With pleasure. Send me the address.”
Lewis texted the address.
“Meeting here is fine. I meant the lair address,” said Baxter.
Lewis’s hands shook as he responded.
“GET OUT NOW!” he wrote.
My Immortal Calendar
Miraculously, the hunter’s wooden stake had missed my heart. Only by superhuman will did I restrain my monstrous rage. Having sensed the heartbeats of an overwhelming mob of accomplices, it seemed wiser to play dead. My subterfuge was so convincing that they imprisoned me amongst the Christian saints.
The dirt on all sides of my crypt expands and contracts slightly with the passing seasons, causing the marble walls to creak. I cannot count days by this glacial rhythm, but I can measure the passing of idle centuries. My immortal calendar is an expanding crack in the slab above my head.
Shawn M. Klimek is an award-winning author and poet credited with more than 100 publications. He lives in Illinois with his Air Force nurse wife and their adorable Maltese. Find a complete index of his published works (plus bonus reads) at https://jotinthedark.blogspot.com/ and follow his ongoing writing adventures at https://facebook.com/shawnmklimekauthor/.
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Stephanie Ellis writes dark speculative prose and poetry and has been published in a variety of magazines and anthologies. Her longer work includes the folk horror novels, The Five Turns of the Wheel, Reborn, and The Woodcutter, and the novellas, Bottled and Paused (all via Brigids Gate Press). Her dark poetry has been published in her collections Lilith Rising (co-authored with Shane Douglas Keene), Foundlings (co-authored with Cindy O’Quinn) and Metallurgy, as well as the HWA Poetry Showcase Volumes VI, VII, VIII, and IX and Black Spot Books Under Her Skin. She can be found supporting indie authors at HorrorTree.com via the weekly Indie Bookshelf Releases. She can be found at https://stephanieellis.org and on Blue Sky as stephellis.bsky.social.