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Mother Monster, Father Fiend: An Anthology of the Monsters Who Raised Us

Mother Monster, Father Fiend: An Anthology of the Monsters Who Raised Us

Paperback

Fiction AnthologiesGeneral Fiction

ISBN13: 9798174306714
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Sep 23 2026
Pages: 94
Weight: 0.28
Height: 0.24 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Some monsters live under the bed. Others tuck you in at night.

Mother Monster, Father Fiend is an unsettling anthology of poetry and short fiction that explores the complicated, often terrifying relationships between parents and their children. These stories and poems examine abuse, neglect, grief, obsession, hunger, forgiveness, revenge, and the ways family can both wound us and shape who we become. Here, mothers are not always nurturing, fathers are not always protectors, and childhood is not always a safe place to grow up.

From a daughter confronting a mother who is also her first bully to a dead son demanding answers from the father who killed him, these sixteen works look unflinchingly at the monsters within the family. Some characters carry their parents' cruelty into the next generation; others fight desperately to break the cycle. Some find love elsewhere when the people who should have loved them most could not. And some simply refuse to feel guilty for taking what they want.

Featuring the poems Genealogy, Water and Blood, FUCK YOUR CHARCUTERIE, Heavy Lifting, Bench, Dowry, Match Flare, 3 AM, Retort, Correction, and Belief, alongside the short stories In Good Hands, Heavy, The Things We Bring Back, Four Snakes, Two Birds, A Father's Hands, and Sin of the Fathers, Mother Monster, Father Fiend offers a dark, sometimes brutal, sometimes darkly humorous exploration of what happens when the people who are supposed to love us become the source of our deepest wounds.

Because sometimes the monster is sitting across the dinner table.

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Webster, Amanda L.

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