Clive Barker (1952-) is an English horror and fantasy writer. I haven’t read any of his books (I’m a wimp when it comes to scary films and novels) but I really connected to this poem when a avid Barker fan sent it to me (thanks Shad!). Barker has been unwell recently since slipping into a coma after visiting the dentist (another reason never to go to the dentist) earlier in the year – I wish him a continued recovery and good health.

– This is the ‘something depraved and gross’ I drew after my cute-fest last week. Ah, it felt good.