HUNGER, A SHORT TALE OF HORROR

  The Man. The morning was a challenge from the offset. One of those days when I should’ve stayed in bed; the milk had curdled in the crippled cardboard carton so my coffee was black and bitter before I accidentally downed half of it over the front of the shirt I’d spent too long pressing […]

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THE BLIND ASSASSIN; HALLOWEEN HORROR STORY

  another reblog of my short story for the season of the witch and the rising dead… Happy Reading… A Short Horror Story.        I don’t remember what happened before, no clue as to who I was, what I was, but afterwards, everything that happened afterwards is a completely different story, because when […]

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SLICED, HALLOWEEN

Reblogging this old poem of mine, tis the season after all, Happy Halloween…   A haunting is happening in this house that holds me a sinister spirit that sighs in the shadows, a feeling of fear is feeding on frenzy as it ghoulishly groans and gasps from its gallows A breath is baying by this […]

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SLICED

  A haunting is happening in this house that holds me A sinister spirit that sighs in the shadows A feeling of fear is feeding on a frenzy As it ghoulishly groans and gasps from its gallows A breath is baying by this bed that now binds me With its fetid foulness that’s flitting by my […]

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