You ever feel like the past won’t stay buried? Like the ghosts of everything you’ve lost—or maybe never had—are sitting at the edge of your bed, waiting for you to turn off the light?
That’s Macabre Musings for you. It’s not here to hold your hand or make you feel safe. It’s here to dig into the raw, the broken, the beautifully ruined—where grief lingers in the air like cigarette smoke, where rage and regret walk side by side, and where the dead still have something to say.
From the streets of Chiraq to an orchard where the dead come to eat, from whiskey-soaked funerals to existential bar fights, every piece in this book hits like a gut punch and stays like a scar. It’s messy. It’s human. It’s honest.
So if you’ve ever stared into the dark and felt it staring back, this one’s for you.
Grab your copy of
Macabre Musings
now—before the ghosts take your seat.
You ever feel like the past won’t stay buried? Like the ghosts of everything you’ve lost—or maybe never had—are sitting at the edge of your bed, waiting for you to turn off the light?
That’s Macabre Musings for you. It’s not here to hold your hand or make you feel safe. It’s here to dig into the raw, the broken, the beautifully ruined—where grief lingers in the air like cigarette smoke, where rage and regret walk side by side, and where the dead still have something to say.
From the streets of Chiraq to an orchard where the dead come to eat, from whiskey-soaked funerals to existential bar fights, every piece in this book hits like a gut punch and stays like a scar. It’s messy. It’s human. It’s honest.
So if you’ve ever stared into the dark and felt it staring back, this one’s for you.
Grab your copy of
Macabre Musings
now—before the ghosts take your seat.