Tales of Unspeakable Taste

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Monday, April 15, 2024

GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #834: I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS ONE

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 I'm fucking exhausted. It's not just the sickness thing, although that's a huge part of it. Imagine feeling at your absolute lo...
Friday, August 4, 2023

GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #720: MIDLIFE CRISIS

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 To be read to this song . I should probably be dead by now. It almost happened a few times. Sometimes I wish it had. Because I'm pretty...
Tuesday, September 16, 2014

GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #63: BREAKING DOWN

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Once upon a time, I was an invincible monster. I ate whatever the fuck I wanted to, I could out-drink anyone except the corpse of Jim Thomps...
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John Bruni
John Bruni is the author of EYE CUTTER, TRAIL OF BLOOD, THE LIFE AND TIMES OF HIERONYMUS ALOYSIS ZIEGE (Bizarro Pulp Press), TALES OF UNSPEAKABLE TASTE (Bizarro Pulp Press), AND JESUS CAME BACK (Rooster Republic), DONG OF FRANKENSTEIN (New Kink), POOR BASTARDS AND RICH FUCKS (StrangeHouse), STRIP (from MUSA originally, now re-released by Riot Forge), TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE (from StrangeHouse). His shorter work has appeared most notably in SHROUD, MORPHEUS TALES and others. He was the poetry editor of MIDDLEWESTERN VOICE, and he was the editor of TABARD INN: TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE. He lives in Elmhurst, IL, and can be found at www.talesofquestionabletaste.com. Follow him on Ex (what he calls the new incarnation of Twitter): @tusitalabruni
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