Category: fiction
My Six Word Blogging Memoir & Shamanic Journey
I was tagged by Mitchell Allen on his post Six Simple Sounds Summarize Self Story and Anastasia on her article 6 Word Memoir for this six word vignette to fully and accurately describe the highly distilled, purified and laboratory filtered essence of my blog. I wanted to peel back the endless layers [...]
Lucid Nightmare - Devoured By Cannibal
“It is better to fall among crows than flatterers; for those devour only the dead — these the living.” — Antisthenes (444-371 BC).
It was a lazy Thursday afternoon and I felt the curtains of deep slumber calling out to me. I had been trying all week to have a lucid dream, particularly one filled with [...]
The Waffle House Massacre
12:00 Midnight
I could feel strangeness in the air as I drove through the midnight mist. A full blood-moon eerily hung, spilling it’s maddening radiance across the black gulf water, which was but a short distance from highway 90. It was a desolate night, and I was the only car on the road. I rolled my [...]
The Blood River Flesh Hunter
Kuagili knelt to the blood river’s edge, her knees seated in warm black crystalline mud - a breathing plaque, percolating on transparent flesh. Cities of iridescence - muscular neurons firing off sparkled atop the liquid surface as it undulated - a gelatinous billow of shimmering flow.
She was tired of running. Seven long days [...]
Bobby’s Batch #9 - Poetic Blademaster
Before I get started with this week’s selections, I offer two short poems. I hope you enjoy them. I am trying my best to make each new batch as unique as possible - this week was particularly fun and fulfilling!
Reason
Liquid dreams convulse my tarnished soul
imperfect I stand
forever screams forged from anguished toll
accepting all I am
for [...]
Killing Old Hag
I’m wandering through the frozen foods section in Wal-Mart wearing an ornate aura of nomadism, which masks my wicked intentions. Frozen dinners are the main part of my diet and I love shopping for them.
I’m reading the label on on a box of frozen egg rolls for twenty-five minutes while this vulgar old hag impatiently [...]
Lick Your Fingers Clean
There it was again…my peripheral vision playing tricks on me, this quivering black shadow. I turned to look - evaporating, producing a humid steam…an exhalation of pungent dead man’s breath. I tried to comprehend where I was, the shadows of confusion encrusting my reality…what the hell is going on?
Oh my God…the morbid stench splashed across [...]
Dread’s Duet - My Real Tale of Horror
Death’s Beauty
Dreaded outcomes
despised harvest
ending up like that
the lonely one
becoming my nightmare
without a fight
numb as a dead body
cold reality buried
expression, my only gift
earned in blood
descriptions egressing
from sores of pain
cold fingers of misery
coaxing every drop
Beautiful deaths shimmer
as distant liquid flames
breezes scented
flavours sweetened
endless finalities
final breaths forever
the last goodbye
a reflection of always
Deaths hand as limp carcasses
draping sickly
like wet [...]
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