Call me evil. Call me devil. Call me jinn. Call me whatever in unholy
hell you want. I write; therefore, I am. This story
(a poem within a poem, really), is really happening. Happy
endings, on the other hand, are not
happening … way more often … than not.

Halloween, my absolutely favorite day of the year, is, once again, upon us.
In celebration thereof, allow us
here in hell to congratulate and welcome
the overwhelming majority of you homo sapiens on your early-bird reservations.
You are all well come to my unholy kingdom …. Welcome!

To update both unbelievers and skeptics alike on
the goings-on here in hell, read these poems in conjunction.
Suspend your disbelief. These are diabolical help-wanted advertisements, not,
a mere spoof. No harm in that; after all, you shall … indubitably … not
believe me … but rather … believe me … not.