A Halloween Song

by Chris Alarie

As part of the Uncanny Valley Magazine Halloween Extravaganza, we've got our own original, brand new Halloween song in the tradition of "The Monster Mash" and "Mind Playing Tricks on Me". Check it out! (You should be able to download it for fre, as well, by clicking the ⬇️ icon in the upper right corner).

Chris Alarie promises that he is not a ghost. Yet.

Three Memory Poems

by the Editorial Staff of Uncanny Valley Magazine

Memory Tantrum and I'm Not Lost

by Alexis Faulkner

All of the facts

The equation, it adds up

When the sultan is discovered deep in the mind’s storage facility

Entertain the oldest thoughts about the ghost

That’s right, I found the ghost and it told me

A story in the East Village

Or perhaps it was Washington Square Park

These translucent spirits are always thugs

Watch your wallet

BLESS
by Chris Alarie

GOD BLESS FALSE MEMORIES

REVEAL UNTO US THE FALLACIES

AT THE SWEETENED, BEATING HEART OF

   PERCEPTION

   TIME

   EXPERIENCE

   EXISTENCE

ALL THE TIME

THAT WE ARE WRONG
WE ARE THANKFUL

open windows
by Douglas Slayton

i carried it around
for most of a year

i still think sometimes
of the nights i walked
through crowded streets
thinking of what might be

no ride was alone
there were no cold nights

when everything crashed
i sat on that street for hours
messing up traffic

Alexis Faulkner is Executive Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine. 
Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.

Lymphoma

by Chris Alarie

Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.

My Important Podcast with Chris Alarie: Episode 11

by Chris Alarie

This week we bring in a new guest to the podcast.



Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Steve Alarie estimates that 80% of the pennies he finds on the ground are tails up.

Three Experience Poems

by the Editorial Staff of Uncanny Valley Magazine

How

by Chris Alarie


To be present

   in any one moment

To inhabit

   the spectre of the self

To live within

   the concept of linear time

To traverse the

   vast ocean of doubt

To accept the

   brute fact at the heart of existence

To know that

   anything is

To be present




Dream Trails

by Alexis Faulkner

Two feet touch the ground: awake

Snap around, peel off a piece of the night fuzz

Where I was, how ever it all fit together,

Sun-striped flag of beach weather or

The flakes of the snow peeling away from the sky

Floating into squint slice of my eye

Arms folded overhead and being cleaned

Take to patience and adjust, clear list, no fuss

A cloud of dust, the being was a cloud of moving pieces

Truth, in dreams, rare to reach them

This nightmare echoes, released in my shower

Fleece freaks within the hour

Dodging foreign objects at ground level, stuck in this hell

Faith writ final and reached not easy

Be walking around in the daytime, be slack

Movements patterned against black, though hardly as darkness

Still sleeping, not sparked yet

Watching neighbors, envied as zoetic  

Which thoughts have they to reach sudden presence


sentimentality is the best part of nostalgia

by Douglas Slayton


i only go so far

without looking back.

collecting all the years

as lines, up and down me.

there are small rocks

that rattle in my shoes

but start with planters

or construction work.

my movements slow,

when i wave from side

to side

like the sea at your feet

the day you realize

your own size.

i can't fill that space

that was my shape before.

Alexis Faulkner is Executive Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine. 
Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.

A Handsome Tastemaker

by Chris Alarie

Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.

Three Wine Poems

by the Editorial Staff of Uncanny Valley Magazine

In Wine Country

by Alexis Faulkner

Dead field in a land flash
Wine-beaten and weathered in the late season’s sun
Who begs most for the water cast
From the clouds on the one

Wish of these golden hills
Globe glass waiting for deep, rich liquid
Pride of the fair skinned and faith-filled
Hard to remember what last night we all did

Most of all the earth demands waiting
Manicure the offerings to be rows upon rows
Ask for peace from labor and with it patience bring
To me the wealth and then land once more to sew

One time a prayer for the worker
Seen waiting only for the work

Tele-(communications)-machus
by Chris Alarie

As Odysseus looked
Out at the wine dark sea
He checked his phone & sighed
It seems the one challenge
He could not overcome
Was simple loneliness
What a fucking loser

The Flat of the Knife
by Douglas Slayton

it was the view
i didn't appreciate
but watched everyone
revel near that cliff

there have been walks since
they are always longer

i have been standing in the mirror
still finding evidence

i sit still sometimes
when the air is cool
and the light is obscured

i reconsider constantly
the way it tasted sweet
it must have been thick
in your blood

it lingered
on my fingers for days
sticky and inconsistent
leading me to misconceptions

Alexis Faulkner is Executive Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine. 
Chris Alarie is Senior Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.
Doug Slayton is Professor Editor-in-Chief of Uncanny Valley Magazine.