This is a bit of the fun side of horror. There is no way I could use the zombie side table and look right into the eyes of a zombie every time I reached for the summer sausage.
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Author: Phil Slattery
Publisher, Rural Fiction Magazine; publisher, The Chamber Magazine; founder, the Farmington Writers Circle. I have written short stories and poetry for many years. In my careers as a Naval officer and in the federal government, I have written thousands of documents of many types. I am currently working on a second edition for my poetry collection and a few novels. View all posts by Phil Slattery
Phil Slattery, Writer, Publisher 