Dennis Villelmi: Welcome to The Bees Are Dead, Miss Harris, or may we call you Alex? We’re indeed honored to have this opportunity to talk for a bit with you as you’re an actress who’s fast establishing a presence in today’s film industry. Alex Harris: Yes! of course you can – and thank you […]
Category: Prose
Interview with ‘The Shining’s’ Lia Beldam – Dennis Villelmi
Dennis Villelmi: Welcome to The Bees Are Dead Miss Beldam, or may we call you Lia? Staunch fans of the macabre that we are here, “The Shining” is one of those films that we often reference in our discussions, and so you can imagine how excited we are to have you- the mysterious and […]
How to Become a Sword Swallower – Duane Vorhees
1) First, you must tie a string to a piece of potato. (You’re tied to superego’s gordian strictures — Crucifix, Valentine, Flag. These knots are ununtied, intricate, tight.) 2) Swallow the spud to train the throat. (You’ve learned to swallow the many social lies: That Faith supercedes reason, that True Love lives forever, that […]
Fundamental Attribution Error – Howard Debs
I don’t want to be an alarmist but around the corner outside of this library in an alcove near theemergency exit there’s a good-sized chartreuse suitcase just lying on its side and people are passingby ignoring it; I saw it on my way in to return my books, it’s there next to a large […]
Halloween Special Interview with Marlena Midnite – Dennis Villelmi
Dennis Villelmi: Welcome back to The Bees Are Dead, Miss Midnite! Here it is Halloween already, and we thought who better to have as our guest than Iowa’s very own cuddly cadaver. So how have you been? Marlena Midnite: I’ve been well thanks! Just winding down from Halloween season and getting back into writing […]
Speech and Communications In The New World – James Diaz
Eat your amphetamine- tell me everything about the place- buyer beware there is a tiger in the psyche of this shitty world they are cultivating downstairs- nothing works the pipes are all leaking- no one believes things will change- people decorate their words with “look at me, look at me” there is flame down below […]
My Life Was Mapped Out For Me – Duane Vorhees
Gen. 4:15Dad was a tattoo gypsy, going town to town with his ink, his needles, his salves, and me. XXXHe knew everything about the tradition, from tebori to flash. But the man who taught me my traid XX XXXXXXXXXXXXX should not be held responsible formy calling.LOVEWhen I was a kid my family was so […]
At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal – Eric Robert Nolan
At the end of the world, my daughter wept metal. Her eyes bled mercury – metal tears ran in shining rivulets. Her rose cheeks were the flush-colored banks of glittering streams. She queried me, “Daddy?” It was the last word that she would ever speak. She looked up at me as metal ran from […]
Trump as a Fire without Light #86 – Darren C Demaree
I know most of Ohio wants him to make the world like most of Ohio, but I’m tellingyou that most of Ohio is dead. There are dead men still running on anger andracism. There are dead women kept on budgets by those angry and fearful men.We have universities, but nobody thinks about islands when […]
Interview with Marlena Midnite – Dennis Villelmi
Dennis Villelmi: A grave good evening, Miss Midnite; thanks for letting The Bees Are Dead to rest a spell in the Mausoleum and chat a bit with you. Tell us something of the story of Marlena Midnite, and generally what goes on here in the Midnite Mausoleum. Marlena Midnite: Well, you know, I live […]