The Triumvirate

Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron

Philippe was born and raised in England and as such is the editorial team’s much needed source of sophistication… He currently lives in Cheshire with his wife, a black cat, and a ridiculous bull terrier.

Philippe holds an MA in Creative Writing from Keele University (Staffordshire) and his first full length collection ‘The Pustoy’ (a dystopian novella in verse) was published by Dagda Publishing in May 2014. He is currently working on the sequel provisionally entitled ‘Whale Flu’.

His work can also be found squatting in publications by Ink, Sweat and Tears; Shoestring Magazine; Offa’s Press; New Writing Dundee; Dagda; The Screech Owl; Alopecia Poems; Atheist Artists; Longface Press; The Helicon; Dead Snakes and Zoomorphic.
During the day, Philippe works with SEN children, and is also the lead singer and bassist in alt-metal band Skybald. He is a card-carrying socialist, a committed vegan, and the guitarist/madolinist in his local Morris Dancing side.

Prizes:

Roy Fisher Prize for Poetry 2011 (shortlisted)



Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan is the editorial team’s native New Yorker, and a paradigmatic 80’s kid. He grew up on all sorts of end-of-the-world stories, from aliens to body snatchers to robots to triffids to zombies. He holds a Bachelor of Science in Psychology from Mary Washington College.

Eric’s debut novel is the postapocalyptic science fiction story, “The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More,” published by Dagda Publishing in 2013. His poetry and short stories have been featured by Dagda Publishing, Every Day Poets, Every Day Fiction, Illumen, Under The Bed, Dead Beats Literary Blog, Microfiction Monday Magazine, Dead Snakes, UFO Gigolo, Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine, The Bright Light Cafe, Aphelion, Tales of the Zombie War, Haikuniverse, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere.

He currently resides in his adopted Virginia, where he enjoys drinking coffee, reciting the poetry of W.H. Auden, and occasionally glimpsing a falcon, fawn or fox among the Commonwealth’s green hills.



Dennis Villelmi

Dennis Villelmi, is the editorial team’s odd man out.  Proud college dropout, quondam working stiff of the graveyard variety, nihilist, and “devil’s luck” published poet, Dennis’ writing first saw the light of day via Dagda Publishing in May  2013.  On Halloween of the year following, Dagda released his “Fretensis, In the Image of a Blind God vol. 1” (an unholy tome now out of print, but is nevertheless clawing its way back into the realm of epic poetry as assuredly as H.P. Lovecraft’s “Old Ones” are inching ever closer to humanity’s perch.)

Aside from Dagda, Dennis has also been published numerous times through Dead Snakes, and by Aphelion and UFO Gigolo.

He also has his own author’s blog : “Dennis Villelmi-a death’s head in green light” (WordPress).

When not prowling the blackened avenues of his imagination, pen in hand, Dennis delights in gun collecting, cooking, reading, cigars and long drives.

Mr.Villelmi “lives” in southwest Virginia.