Scramble
/It’s so easy dressing for war
When my muscles are already sore
All my life I’ve been a discordant chord
that sets your teeth on…
By Slyvia Plath
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Midnight Messenger
/A chilling tale, opening…
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Without a palindrome or plan
I grabbed a nearby spray-paint can
and rustic lantern, much…
By Ken Gosse
Read MoreThe Hollow’s Head Man
/A Grim Start for the Reaper
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… an infant he nursed at the breast
of a harpy who’s fierce, feathered chest
seethed venom most toxic.
It’s not paradoxic…
By Ken Gosse
Read MoreDeep Depression
/Depression leaves you feeling…
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…morning, I woke up feeling worthless.
My self-confidence cowering in a deep valley.
I was drowning in a deep depression.
What caused me to hide in this horrific …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreThe Creepy Old House
/A Poem I wrote after…
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…old house I found a creepy old doll. I bent to pick it up and boy did I have a fall. I stood up had a lump on my head, but otherwise alright. I looked out the window, day had turned to night. I looked and looked but did…
By Shirley Smothers
Read MoreJust Ghostly
/…when she saw the figure, dropping her mug of tea to the floor. She looked on in disbelief as the ghostly figure of a woman, walked through the kitchen. The figure wore a flowing white dress under a blue denim jacket. The vision had a spectral …
By Chris Platt
Read MoreThe Overlook
/…smiled warmly as he welcomed his guest into the bar of The Overlook Hotel. His guest, a man in his mid-fifties in a designer polo-shirt, pointed to a…
By Chris Platt
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