The Confession of Albert Fish: Letters
Several years after being abandoned by his first wife, who left with a feeble-minded handyman she had hid in the couple's attic, Albert Fish was raising his children alone. Although his occupation usually caused him to travel often, he seems to have...
The Confession of Albert Fish: The Making of the Monster
Like the emergence of Jack the Ripper onto the stage of crime history, Albert Fish burst into a world completely unready for a criminal such as himself. In and out of psychiatric wards for decades, Fish was analyzed by countless experts without anyone...
The Confession of Albert Fish: Introduction
It is given to few people in recorded history to so degrade the fabric of their humanity as to be regarded by many as a living, walking form of pure evil. It is given to still fewer, to successfully accomplish this deed, and yet remain virtually...
Undying Fire
This is the first serious poem i ever wrote. Originally for school, i was very serious about doing a good job. I had been reading The Best of James Herriot, and he mentions the Saltersgate Inn in Yorkshire, whose fireplace is reputedly...
Red the Rose (Poem)
Red the Rose By Brett Red, red, red the blood Running down the rose. Bouquets of candy- pink and white In doilied mason jars repose. Outside the hoary petals fall Into the stony bottomed mere And paint a picture on the lake, Whitewashed by...
A Dolomite Verse
Another old poem from High School. I got the idea from looking at a picture from my favorite calendar series, "Windows to the World" or something like that, by a couple named Scanlan. It's a picture of the Dolomite mountains in Italy. I...