Pseudopod 132: The Valknut

By Dan Dworkin

Read by Ben Phillips

When I wake I’m craving almonds and want to die. Pretzeled in the
top sheet, fighting the light… hurts when I move, go easy… something
died in my mouth, breath could bring down a plane, and the light…
Jesus, that’s… fuck, that’s bright. Hot too… pores fuming booze…
sheets wet, what the… oh God I must’ve… I mean, I haven’t been that
fucked up since… clothes on still, one shoe, nice touch… stomach in
revolt, just thinking about it makes… aw Christ, I’m gonna… run for
it, wait… that was close. Too close. Why do I do this? Now if only
I could remem– Wait a… I catch my reflection in the mirror, one shoe
on, halfway to the bathroom… I approach, stick out my neck and the new
mark there… what the f…? Is that…? Aww man, what did I do? What the
hell did I do?!

March 6th, 2009 7:40 pm

Best one in quite a little while. Perfect for Mr. Phillips’ reading style. It sort of reminded me of my youth.

Sure did seem as if it were set in Atlanta.

March 8th, 2009 7:00 pm

Hmmm, creepy.

March 9th, 2009 4:18 pm

Awesome story!!! Frightening…more from Dan please!

March 9th, 2009 9:03 pm

I love Ben’s reading.

Man, I’m not really sure I understand the ending, or the addicting to almonds.

March 11th, 2009 12:51 am

FABULOUS reading: Ben is stunning. I’m going to drink some amaretto to celebrate this fantastic show. It begins w/ the all-too-familiar hangover and ends w/ the idea that being cynical will not extricate you from your daily life. Oh, yeah, and tats can crawl into yer ears. Good lesson. Pass the revenge covered almonds, please.

March 23rd, 2009 3:57 am

I had the pleasure of listening to this on the drive back from St. Patrick’s day with a wicked hangover, and given that’s how the story starts, I got really drawn in. Nice and spooky — keep ’em coming.

March 25th, 2009 5:25 am


kdeezy – The protagonist found himself haunted by a deceased tattoo artist with the same craving (hence the cans at his shrine).