By Jeneva Robyn Icy blue eyes staring at me fears melt away like candle wax my head heavy in a pool of blood those eyes like diamonds a shiver ripples down my spine and disappears into light I sink into the void nothing but a witness watching the world be torn apart by clowns. #DarkPoetsClub #DarkHumourBitterIrony

By Salvatore Difalco One August morning, the weather turned strange: black-robed men with silvery hair rained down from the sky. They fell screaming all day and all night, thudding and thumping to ground, massing in mangled piles. Panicked, people ran hither and thither screaming, wild-eyed, pulling at their hair. My wife and I decided to evacuate the city and head up north to our cottage in Muskoka. The roads were a bloody mess. “Your wipers are no good now,” said my wife as

By Adam Breier If I could just blow it all up, I’d probably not. And despite the joy at not having to clean up afterward, regret my choice. #DarkPoetsClub #DarkHumourBitterIrony