Halloween – Cajun Mutt Press

Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 10/30/23

October 30, 2023 James D. Casey IV

It’s a Comin’

Hot damn! It’s a comin’!
My favorite holiday: Halloween.
Yes sir, gonna have me a good time.
I always have a good time on Halloween.
Yup, great holiday, spooks, masks, parties.
Night time parades through the streets.
Door to door trick-or-treatin’ for candy.
Those withered apples from the old folks.
I give out dog turds. Ran out last year.
Used to soap those windows, scare little kids.
Once threw water balloons on the parade.
The National Guard chased us for blocks.
That really had our little hearts a poundin’.
I remember tying up that sissy boy Steve
To a parking meter front of the movie house.
He bawled and bawled but nobody untied him.
Everyone thought it was a Halloween act.
Got older, Halloween parties at the bars.
Wild women there but ya gotta unmask them
Before you get shocked by their ugly ass later.
The men ain’t no prize either
But you could always just leave your masks on
While doin’ the nasty in the parking lot.

Daniel S. Irwin was born, raised, and is back in town at Sparta, Illinois. His card reads: Artist, Actor, Writer, Soldier, Scholar, Priest. He has won awards for his art, acting (over 100 films and 30+ stage productions), writing (nine books and work published in over one hundred magazines and journals world-wide), retired military (Air Force and Army), graduate of Southern Illinois University/Carbondale and has attended four other universities), and is an ordained Dudeist priest with a Ph.D. in Divinity (not bad for a heathen). Once worked as a medic in an institution for the criminally insane…but didn’t notice anything strange about the inmates. Latest on-line work can be found on Horror, Sleaze, Trash Magazine and Beatnik Cowboy. He would love to move back to Europe but fears the plague.

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Cajun Mutt Press Halloween Featured Writer 10/31/22

October 31, 2022 James D. Casey IV

happy halloween

i wanted to be superman or
batman, something badass
or spooky

but growing up in the midwest
in the 80’s, halloween always
came with a winter coat

and no one can look like a
badass bundled up, especially
with mittens on

oh, the fucking mittens

and being the fat kid was
always the worst

i always felt the older kids
were always eyeing my bag

tubby over there has all the
good candy, which i did

eventually, i became one
of those older kids

going to houses well into
my teens, usually drunk

i had a father ask me
what was i this year?

i said your daughter’s
worst nightmare

he didn’t care for how
quickly that line came
out of my mouth

six years later, i was
paying for her abortion

happy halloween

like some fucking sociopath

i remember being bored in class
the day after halloween and i
decided to make up the story
that i found a razor blade in
my halloween candy in an
apple someone gave me

little did i know the principal
would be calling the cops and
they asked me to tell them
all the houses i went to

i started to ramble off addresses
like some fucking sociopath when
my parents showed up and pulled
me aside and asked me what
the fuck was i doing?

i started to laugh and said never
send me to these boring ass
classes again

i told the cops i was lying,
just having fun

they asked my father if they
should arrest me to teach me
a lesson

i told them don’t bother

he’ll try to beat the shit out
of me later tonight

as an adult

halloween as an adult
gets a little tricky

i never got into good
enough shape to play
all the kinky games
my imagination wants
to with some slutty nurse
or some elvira looking
whore that wants to see
how many times her
fishnets can go around
my head

but the darker side of shit

the penchant for death,
chaos, mayhem

that certainly is fucking
appealing

especially now that those
cold midwestern halloweens
of my youth, are now these
summer will never fucking
end, hotter than shit for ohio
at this time of year

i don’t give out candy

and i don’t put up any
decorations around
the house

i do tend to play a little
more slayer in late october
though

J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is currently trapped in suburbia, plotting his escape. He’s been widely published over the last quarter century, much to the chagrin of many of his detractors. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 10/12/22

October 12, 2022 James D. Casey IV

Give Up The Ghost

There’s that phrase “Give up the ghost” that’s been a part of our language for years on end. By “Give up the ghost,” it’s sometimes meant to stop fighting over little things. But more often it is used at the point of death. Seemingly to indicate the departure of a ghost or soul from the body. I think of this phrase often tonight when old ghosts haunt me around every bend. To what end, I do not know.

Will Mayo(†) authored Dreams Of Mongolia, Hoodoo Voodoo, The Shells Encasing Our Nothingness, Bone Talking, Perfection is Failure and other books of the extraordinary. He lived with his six-toed black cat in Frederick, Maryland. Said by some to be the most haunted city in the state. Most of his writing was done between the hours of 3 a.m. and sunrise.

*Editors Note
In late July, brother Will passed away from a heart attack in his sleep. This was the last featured writer submission I had him scheduled for. He also sent 2 poems for the Cajun Mutt Press Halloween Anthology Zine no.1 before he left us. Rest easy, old friend. I’ll see you in the æther. You are missed by many.

C.M.P. Rundown by J.D.C.IV

September 30, 2022 James D. Casey IV

Just wanted to give y’all a quick rundown about what’s going on in the Cajun Mutt Press world. September 30th is the Halloween zine submission deadline. Send me a message if y’all want some stickers. Follow the link below to see all available book titles.

Love Y’all, Write On,
JDCIV
🤟💀

C.M.P. Bibliography:
https://cajunmuttpress.com/2021/06/08/cajun-mutt-press-bibliography/

CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS!!!

July 19, 2022 James D. Casey IV

Cajun Mutt Press is seeking poetry & art for its first-ever Halloween-themed zine/anthology! Send your dark, morbid, creepy offerings to cajunmuttpress@gmail.com along with a short bio. Put Halloween in the email subject line. 1-3 poems, 1-3 artworks. Paste poems in the body of the email, and send art as JPG files. No docs, please. They will be discarded. The deadline is September 30th. Aiming for a mid/late October release.

Write On,
JDCIV
🤟🎃

P.S. We’re always open for regular Featured Writer submissions as well!! Send 1-3 poems with a bio and author photo to the same email address above. I have a few spots left to fill in October, then I’ll be reading for November.