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Darkness drew him in and he spit it out in the black entrails of his pen. Born in sin, Albert Kivak grew to tell stories unheard of. 

Resurrector of Horror. The Horror Connoiseur. Master of Horror. 

Captivating his audience from his first sentence to his last, hold his hand and he will lead you down the path of darkened hallways, rustic caverns, moldy graveyards, and hellfire mausoluems. Enter his domain with caution because he will never let you go. 

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  • The Void
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    The Void

    2 years ago

    When a sinkhole grows on Maple Street, the residents realize something sinister is living down there wanting to play.

  • I See Dead Man
    6

    I See Dead Man

    2 years ago

    With frozen grimace a man lies face first in the ground, of three passing lanes, arms outstretched. Stationary, he’s frisked by bystanders, glued permanently like an errant cardboard box. I’d never...

  • Wishing I'd Never Met You
    3

    Wishing I'd Never Met You

    2 years ago

    Let me die a peaceful sleep each words becoming razor blades a slice across my throat spills memories pumping down my chest like drapes, red curtains at the end of the credits, my life rolling with the stars and...

  • Picture Perfect Memories
    3

    Picture Perfect Memories

    2 years ago

    I open an album. Ray yaks under my eyelids, as I run from my Korean heritage to a place where oysters and olives insist I open my eyes. I touch moonlight, one finger trailing, following the wooden beam and...

  • Inside First Draft
    6

    Inside First Draft

    2 years ago

    A mournful autumn eats me like a mustard seed forgotten cat tossed in a spit of frozen smoke makes up her mind through rough cuts and blind alleys. Cycle me out every draft, even in your mind I’m just...

  • Bish That Laid Egg
    4

    Bish That Laid Egg

    3 years ago

    I first met Joe in the office of my Richland Real Estate. A dozen employees worked under me, selling houses, making contracts, signing deals, negotiating a fair trade between a buyer and seller for the right amount. I...

  • Riding Tatanka
    11

    Riding Tatanka

    3 years ago

    Riding Tatanka The tankers came hauling the silver steel plates by the dozen. They ebbed and flowed, during the night, pumping out sloshing black gold under the acres of land. The crickets chirred, raising their hind...

  • Kim Jee Woon
    3

    Kim Jee Woon

    3 years ago

    The Last Stand kicks off with a bang, heralding three Korean directors in their first foray into to English speaking films. It stars Arnold Schwarzenegger who is the sheriff of Summertown County, where posses of drug...

  • Nails of Love
    9

    Nails of Love

    3 years ago

    Two nails enjoyed the company of each other. One was on top of a cement bench, the other resting low to the ground. The one on the upper level had swirls of round spiral imprinted in her glistening hard plate. He, on...

  • Eye a Marooned Vegetable
    2

    Eye a Marooned Vegetable

    3 years ago

    I imagine waking up one morning in the fields of blue grass and white cushion. I walk to you, tell you secrets of the earth risen from crust. I was once a small child like you, grew in the plot amongst...

  • Strange Case of Theresa Carr
    8

    Strange Case of Theresa Carr

    3 years ago

    Strange Case of Theresa Carr Albert Kivak I introduced myself as Detective Carr, and I was investigating the murder of my own wife. The psychic led me down the hallway into a furnished workroom, and seated me in a...

  • He Was Born A Girl
    7

    He Was Born A Girl

    3 years ago

    Don’t delay, come under me in this soil, let the lid fall on us and every light dissipate as phobias and fetishes go hand in hand as this bloated face watches us. Allow her hair to cascade in a tangle ...

  • Together Forever in the Patient Room
    6

    Together Forever in the Patient Room

    3 years ago

    If rats could speak to my heart and walls could talk an army of queen would flood the areal sacs scratching at the scabbard of my placenta infused skin They chatter we are intrinsically linked together,...

  • 5 Reasons Why You Should Not Celebrate Christmas
    4

    5 Reasons Why You Should Not Celebrate Christmas

    3 years ago

    It’s not socially awkward.How many of you had the pain of buying presents for each and every one of your family members who are expecting something of you because they bought you presents not cause of the kindness...

  • A Missing Child
    4

    A Missing Child

    3 years ago

    Will she come back through the door? Where is she? How is she coping with the cold? We move on, live life without the questions but how can you erase memories etched in your brain like acid that eats...

  • Art of Decomposition
    3

    Art of Decomposition

    3 years ago

    Lord of Sorrows with your deceased breath bubbled tongue and purple throat peak under the hood of this tupperware fields of crayon sun, the silence speaks to the core of my apple valley and rotting husk of my...

  • Grim the Barnaby Rudge
    6

    Grim the Barnaby Rudge

    3 years ago

    The raven conjures up ebony and midnight black, curses and hexes, but besides the dark omen associated with these graceful birds, they are widely popular in literature and perhaps the most famous poem penned by Edgar...

  • I Am My Own Route
    4

    I Am My Own Route

    3 years ago

    The Indian must long for the fertile hunting of days past. Beautiful!!! Voted up. Reminded me of the sad fate of Indians and how their land as taken, not to mention polluted. As part Cherokee, I feel for the Natives of...

  • A Silver Moon in Dragon's Sky
    6

    A Silver Moon in Dragon's Sky

    4 years ago

    A Silver Moon in Dragon's Sky By Albert Kivak I looked down at the waters below me, an emerald, glimmering ripple, and touched the cross necklace around my neck. Crying, I noticed his reflection gazing back at...

  • Bearded Lady of West Sussex
    5

    Bearded Lady of West Sussex

    4 years ago

    Joy is a bad bush; she needs a buzz on the sad side, a face-lift of painted face masks sequestered amongst hays and lowing cows. She pinches teats of witch’s milk, squeezing summer between her thighs; ...

  • Stir-Fried Walking Dead
    2

    Stir-Fried Walking Dead

    4 years ago

    I walk amongst powder snow the fire reflecting off vinyl glass lens paper trekking on cloud rise scale of saline tropes flights never reaching, as the slow drag of nails across steel bars fall, hundreds of...

  • The Four Headed Beast
    12

    The Four Headed Beast

    4 years ago

    The Four Headed Beast Lee envisioned herself as a lion tamer. She tamed lions and trusted her instincts. Lions were God’s creatures and they needed to be saved, so to speak. On May 27, when the first grizzled...

  • The Delivery Man
    5

    The Delivery Man

    4 years ago

    Doctors clamor to retrieve dying men in hospital beds, waiting for the blood that arrives every night, sink in the drain spinning in clock-wise direction, anti-aging cream unable to stop the hands creeping...

  • Freed At Last
    4

    Freed At Last

    4 years ago

    A sheep in wolf’s clothing, my tongue cuts heart like a double-edged sword, break bones and crush diaphragms words breeds soul like specter-guided algae bloom give life to those who seek hope death to...

  • Secret Snow
    7

    Secret Snow

    4 years ago

    Secret Snow By Albert Kivak DAY 1 The first thought that struck Karen wasn’t a thought at all, but a Chevy Impala that was traveling thirty miles per hour. The car hit her across her hip as she crossed the...

  • Love Is to be Possessed
    3

    Love Is to be Possessed

    4 years ago

    Be one with the earth, naked, endless stream of tears churning its heel and the nettle pines of forest share shadows with my feet; touch mossy rock and damp soil hiding secrets. Crisp air floods my lungs, run along...

  • Death Before Life
    4

    Death Before Life

    4 years ago

    Death plays hide and seek behind gauzy curtains Death wears many fashions, hoodies, and outfits Death is end of all silence, creaking under planks and floorboards Death smirks on our laugh lines and crows feet ...

  • Thanksgiving Holiday Sex
    4

    Thanksgiving Holiday Sex

    4 years ago

    Thanksgiving Holiday Sex We are the only Asian family in a place called Cuddly Valley, twenty miles from a mountainous area. We live in a sea of evergreen trees and Douglas fir. Coyotes come up and rest their...

  • The Fallen Speared Heart
    8

    The Fallen Speared Heart

    2 years ago

    I keep broken promises as souvenirs in the basement, stacked high, holding dying shells in jars; organs bumping and grinding against clear glass, graying its luster, losing the same markings they've had years...

  • The Burial
    10

    The Burial

    4 years ago

    We merge on the one root of cactus needles and swerve past sixty. Wind blows our hair in the dusty darkness of starlight; And across the median the sentient beams of jaundiced eyes glare in our...

  • Stacy's Star
    5

    Stacy's Star

    4 years ago

    I do not particularly like my grandmother—especially when she says, “Let’s go for a walk.” My feet ache, I don’t want to get up; I want to stay right here. “Enough with the...

  • The Killing of Andres Ordonez
    1

    The Killing of Andres Ordonez

    4 years ago

    On Sunday, November 4, 2012, on a Lord’s Day, a church member named Andres Ordonez was shot and killed outside his church while attempting to stop a gang member from tagging graffiti on the east side of the...

  • The Sting of Guardian's Love
    1

    The Sting of Guardian's Love

    4 years ago

    I am an investment to you and nothing more. You tell me to make millions therefore I shall rake in the cheddar until it becomes melted cheese, stringy, moldy, decomposing, fruit flies settling in the yellow...

  • Trigger Boy
    1

    Trigger Boy

    4 years ago

    Trigger Boy Eric Koppel demanded cash from the bank teller. His ransom note was a collage of magazine letters cut out by his four-years-old daughter, Natalie, who loved Looney Tunes cartoon show. Eric showed the...

  • My Sincerest Apology
    1

    My Sincerest Apology

    4 years ago

    Hear my words like peach cuts below the dotted lines sound of scissors lying with lightening breath anger brim over as pail of air, vibrates a staccato fashion stretching the encores that boom over and over; ...

  • Brother's Deathifying Stunt Ends Tragically (A True Story)
    1

    Brother's Deathifying Stunt Ends Tragically (A True Story)

    4 years ago

    Dong Seng My girlfriend, Linda and I were standing in line of Six Flags Magic Mountain theme park, when a pale gaunt boy who looked no more than fifteen approached me from the side, lips moving. I had noticed him...

  • My Mother's Bathtub
    3

    My Mother's Bathtub

    4 years ago

    Like necks of gazelles at a waterhole her liver spot hands plunge under the hissing faucet and wring the clothes, dishes out a headache to the inside of my shirt. She punches me in the cold crystal...

  • Four Leaf Fallen Clover
    8

    Four Leaf Fallen Clover

    3 years ago

    Four Leaf Fallen Clover Red. He was seeing red. Red at the world and everything that moved. Daniel Murphy wondered what it meant to be an adult. He was thirty four years old and wondering if he considered himself...

  • In the Depth of My Madness
    5

    In the Depth of My Madness

    4 years ago

    Powerful and a great read. Eddy. Holy shite - a combination of Tom Waits, Warren Zevon and Charles Bukowski - and all you!!!!! Can't say I've read too much like this at the Hub and that's what makes it so marvelous...

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