Spine: A Horror Anthology

A father sits alone in the shadow of his home, and thinks of the boy-child’s return. But when he comes, will it be whole? And are the pieces worse than nothing at all? Written by: M. L. Richards Follow the show everywhere at: @spinehorrorpod

Arianrhod Jones: the young cook of the local. She knows grime. She knows scum. She knows vileness, and rot, and grease. But tonight she will come to know evil; and it is wearing her face. Written by: M. L. Richards Special thanks this week to: TJ Hodder of https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/tapes-of-trepidation-horror-story-podcast/id1735648474 Follow the show everywhere @spinehorrorpod

Moon-skinned, smooth skinned, Hiding in your room’s skin. Corner creeping, Window peeping, My, my my… Music for this episode was provided by: @kizmet.again Follow the show everywhere: @spinehorrorpod

WARNING: This episode contains graphic depictions of food and insects. Caleb Moore. A shut in with little regard for his family, and less for his life. Content to waste to nothing. But decomposition requires an agent, and Caleb is about to find out that there is no escape when the rot is on the inside.

A collection of notes, research logs, magazine extracts, and blood-soaked admissions regarding the latest masterpiece (and disappearance) of the artist Gwynevere Croen. Written by: M.L. Richards Art by: @beckycanyoudrawthis Follow the show on Instagram and Threads: @spinehorrorpod

Stone and steel. A crackling dark. Expecting little more than a tedious security job, Adam finds that cracks run deep, and what is pooling at the stadium’s heart is more awful than he could have ever imagined. Follow the show on Instagram: @spinehorrorpod Episode/Show art by: @beckycanyoudrawthis