Barn

Barn

Gray bones, unyielding against the shifting winds of a century’s dance, stand tall, supporting the relic. Dusty tobacco— its earthy scent mingles with manure, sweat, soil, and corn, the essence deeply embedded in wood and beam. Rodent, bird, snake, spider, a silent...

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Forever Burning Fire

Forever Burning Fire

Life is a forever burning fire— its flames cradle you, a fleeting flicker. Briefly you dance, illuminating the void, before spiraling outward, a luminous arc, into quiet extinguishment.

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fence

fence

a line of lovers, woodenlike rotting postseach more weatheredand more hollowthan the previousuntil the last onecompletely brokenneglecting whatit was meantto hold

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Jack o’Lantern

Jack o’Lantern

When she carved the pumpkin,her hand sunk deep into its fleshand, as she scooped the insides,she thought of the murder–how the face went soft,yet wide-eyed, open-mouthed,stringy seeds spillingonto her dress. She twisted the knife in,his body thrusting forward,not...

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I'm Rick Baldwin

I'm Rick Baldwin

a writer and artist whose work spans humor, horror, poetry, essays, and playwriting, often rooted in the textures of Southern life and Appalachian culture—its religion, storytelling, and quirky absurdities—my work moves between the reflective and the unsettling, the comic and the strange.

I am an award-winning cartoonist and illustrator, and the editor of The Leghorn, a humor publication dedicated to sharp, irreverent satire. My creative work also extends into podcasting, where I explore storytelling, culture, and the absurdities in between.

Originally from East Tennessee, I now live on the east side of Atlanta with my wife, where we spend much of our time searching for interesting art and fresh produce.

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