Welcome to Poison Apples

Hi.
     My name is Joseph Darkgrate.
          I write short stories of the scary variety.
               Some may concern things that are familiar, and others may be foreign.

If you want to find out more about me, see the biography section.
      Examine closely.




     Also, a big thanks to Marie Chapman for her art and contributions to Poison Apples.
     And also my parents who are the reason I exist.  Because otherwise I wouldn't be able to write.


     Feel free to drop suggestions, requests, criticism, compliments, or live babies (must be under 3  
years old) into the comments below.  We happily accept.
Don't forget to utter the name of Poison Apples to those you would also like to view the content on this site.  Thank you.


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