Category: short-story
Halloween Blood Feast
I was extremely apprehensive about revealing this horrible element from my past, but I must tell the world because it is killing me inside. Halloween is upon us and is the perfect time. I am deeply ashamed of what happened that night, when my friends and I gathered for something that scorched lacerations of blackened [...]
The Freaky Morbid Spider
With Halloween around the corner I couldn’t resist! Please don’t let this story get under your skin. This is the lighthearted, macabre story of our little friend, the Brown Recluse spider.
I could feel it crawling on me. It’s tiny legs tickling with every shift in it’s movement. I began crying, “Please get it off [...]
Freaky Friday’s Tales of the Supernatural
As you can see I’m taking a much needed break from blogging tips, seo and other tech oriented articles for a bit to show my many faces in writing. I love writing and I am still working on two books which I hope will be good enough to get me a book deal! My advice [...]
August 28, 2005: A Day To Remember
My weekly short story this week is the true account of my experience in Hurricane Katrina:
August 28rd 2005 (the actual landfall was August 29th though it all seemed like one long day) was a day I will never forget as long as I live. The day before, I made the decision to stay at my [...]
Tearless Eternities
“Cracked. . .furnace dried, arid eyelids
trickling blood, seeping pain
dead eyes beneath
what visions once captured
by thine occipital cameras?”
Few will forget his shadow, the morbid chill whose cold fingers coaxed unwanted shivers, and curdling screams never heard - sitting as frozen dead, though never actually feeling his ghastly, encrusted yellow nails. . .
To my recollections, no woman [...]
Awakening
My mind, the empty shell of a memory long forgotten
empty traces of nothing
looking back at my self through a thousand blinded eyes
gazing through a mirror of unseen reflections
looking back from nowhere
Ashes of what never was remain but a figment
of silent whispers never heard
in unfallen snow I leave no footprints
a scentless mist cloaked in obscurity
I hide [...]
Revellian Poetry: Memories of my Death
I died, forgotten by eternity forever before birth
but one is an entire lives every breath
all of same all of difference are every future, past and present
I am a death gnawing into it’s own birth
existing as a past less future of prelived eternities and unborn pasts
A constriction of anger infests me as razor blades [...]
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