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Didn’t he have to admit, begrudgingly, that in some extra-perverse corner of his brain the idea of having to be out of town before sundown appealed to him? New Orleans had been the only constant thing...

Poppy Z. Brite

Didn’t he have to admit, begrudgingly, that in some extra-perverse corner of his brain the idea of having to be out of town before sundown appealed to him? New Orleans had been the only constant thing...

The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland Maryland climate. Cold, thought the boy; his mind felt numb. The trees he could...

Poppy Z. Brite

The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland Maryland climate. Cold, thought the boy; his mind felt numb. The trees he could...

Tags: autumn, fall, lost souls, november, october, september

About Author
William Joseph Martin (born May 25, 1967), formerly Poppy Z. Brite, is an American author. He initially achieved fame in the gothic horror genre of literature in the early 1990s by publishing a string of successful novels and short story collections. He is best known for his novels Lost Souls (1992), Drawing Blood (1993), and Exquisite Corpse (1996). His later work moved into the genre of dark comedy, with many stories set in the New Orleans restaurant world. Martin's novels are typically standalone books but may feature recurring characters from previous novels and short stories. Much of his work features openly bisexual and gay characters.

Trevor cupped his hands around it, felt Zach's heartbeat throbbing between his palms. The skin of the shaft was textured, slightly rippled beneath the surface. The head was as smooth as satin, as rose...

Poppy Z. Brite

Trevor cupped his hands around it, felt Zach's heartbeat throbbing between his palms. The skin of the shaft was textured, slightly rippled beneath the surface. The head was as smooth as satin, as rose...

Tags: gay, lgbtq, lovers

Death doesn’t hurt, said one of the twins, and a light came into his silver eyes. Death is dark, death is sweet. The other twin took up the litany. Death is all that lasts forever. Death is eternal be...

Poppy Z. Brite

Death doesn’t hurt, said one of the twins, and a light came into his silver eyes. Death is dark, death is sweet. The other twin took up the litany. Death is all that lasts forever. Death is eternal be...

And that's another thing. What if I were to talk to Tanker, find out if he's happy at the Polonius Room, see if maybe he wants to come back? He was always such a key part of this kitchen.Rickey pointe...

Poppy Z. Brite

And that's another thing. What if I were to talk to Tanker, find out if he's happy at the Polonius Room, see if maybe he wants to come back? He was always such a key part of this kitchen.Rickey pointe...

All at once it hit him: this was power too, just as surely as smashing your fist into someone’s face, just as surely as putting a hammer through someone’s skull. The power to make another person crazy...

Poppy Z. Brite

All at once it hit him: this was power too, just as surely as smashing your fist into someone’s face, just as surely as putting a hammer through someone’s skull. The power to make another person crazy...

Horror is the badge of humanity, worn proudly, self-righteously, and often falsely.

Poppy Z. Brite

Horror is the badge of humanity, worn proudly, self-righteously, and often falsely.

No, said a voice from the dark doorway. A weary voice, a voice for speaking long after midnight, a voice to be used when all paths are blocked, when castles have fallen to ruins, when morning will not...

Poppy Z. Brite

No, said a voice from the dark doorway. A weary voice, a voice for speaking long after midnight, a voice to be used when all paths are blocked, when castles have fallen to ruins, when morning will not...

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Poppy Z. Brite

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Tags: food, love

Never relinquish your terrors. That's when they catch you.

Poppy Z. Brite

Never relinquish your terrors. That's when they catch you.

Atheists loved to use that term to describe some shadowy force that somehow controlled human destiny, but what the hell did they think the universe was? Did they think the stars and nebulae took an in...

Poppy Z. Brite

Atheists loved to use that term to describe some shadowy force that somehow controlled human destiny, but what the hell did they think the universe was? Did they think the stars and nebulae took an in...

The sky is purple, the flare of a match behind a cupped hand is gold; the liquor is green, bright green, made from a thousand herbs, made from altars. Those who know enough to drink Chartreuse at Mard...

Poppy Z. Brite

The sky is purple, the flare of a match behind a cupped hand is gold; the liquor is green, bright green, made from a thousand herbs, made from altars. Those who know enough to drink Chartreuse at Mard...

In until ten, not even on Mardi Gras nights. No one except the girl in the black silk dress, the thin little girl with the short, soft dark hair that fell in a curtain across her eyes. Christian alway...

Poppy Z. Brite

In until ten, not even on Mardi Gras nights. No one except the girl in the black silk dress, the thin little girl with the short, soft dark hair that fell in a curtain across her eyes. Christian alway...

Out here the wild things are healthy, the old trees whose roots find sustenance far below the ill-used layer of topsoil, the occasional rosebush gone to green thicket and thorns, the unstoppable kudzu...

Poppy Z. Brite

Out here the wild things are healthy, the old trees whose roots find sustenance far below the ill-used layer of topsoil, the occasional rosebush gone to green thicket and thorns, the unstoppable kudzu...

My grandmother told me you shouldn’t try to define evil, that the minute you think you’ve got it all pinned down, a kind of evil you never even thought of will sneak up behind you and jump inside your...

Poppy Z. Brite

My grandmother told me you shouldn’t try to define evil, that the minute you think you’ve got it all pinned down, a kind of evil you never even thought of will sneak up behind you and jump inside your...

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

Poppy Z. Brite

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

Tags: love

A chiropractor is a doctor who performs adjustments on the spine, Rickey told the class before bending Gary backward and adjusting him, ripping off the false arm and spraying red hair dye all over the...

Poppy Z. Brite

A chiropractor is a doctor who performs adjustments on the spine, Rickey told the class before bending Gary backward and adjusting him, ripping off the false arm and spraying red hair dye all over the...

Rickey sometimes wondered what would have become of them if the Peychaud crew hadn't imploded one night in a marathon of apocalyptic drunkenness. No one remembered much of this night, but by the end o...

Poppy Z. Brite

Rickey sometimes wondered what would have become of them if the Peychaud crew hadn't imploded one night in a marathon of apocalyptic drunkenness. No one remembered much of this night, but by the end o...

When you have too much faith in something, it's bound to hurt you. Too much faith in anything will suck you dry. In this way, all the world is a vampire.

Poppy Z. Brite

When you have too much faith in something, it's bound to hurt you. Too much faith in anything will suck you dry. In this way, all the world is a vampire.

Tags: horror, vampire

Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.

Poppy Z. Brite

Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.

Tags: evening, loneliness, night, reflection, torture