J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is old enough to know better. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Asylum Floor and Disturb the Universe Magazine. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https//:evildelights.blogspot.com)
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is trapped in suburbia, wondering where the lonely housewives have gone… He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, The Rye Whiskey Review, Disturb the Universe Magazine, Carcinogenic Poetry and Lothlorien Poetry Journal. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) was raised by wolves yet still managed to graduate high school with honors. He has been published widely over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos, The Beatnik Cowboy, Disturb the Universe Magazine and Lothlorien Poetry Journal. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights.
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) was raised by wolves yet managed to graduate high school with honors. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Black Shamrock and The Rye Whiskey Review. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)
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)
