Renee Dupine, hands closed into fists shoved into the pockets of her aging chestnut brown trench coat,...
They did it. I saw them. I was there.
They were stained with blood, didn't you see? Their eyes...
The factory was closed. So were the caskets.
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This is my story and I am telling it to you because for some reason I feel it is necessary. I never was...
Amongst thus, woollen woven love, An aerie lurking lye's, Bound in tormenting sin,...
Something moves in the angry waves, tonight
Evil legions lurk the seven seas
Though the...
Screaming kids, gnashing
teeth rends offal meat, I sell
hot dogs on the beach
Death of a writer
Did you hear about the writer, that they found dead?
He was found in his...
Twirling twirling throughout the house, my dear, dead Mr. Faulkner, how you've brought me great joy. How...
The church at the end of the street was traditional and pure, coated in a bleached white paint and...
The body walks. The body talks. The soul is dead. So is the head. Zombie Queen...
Blood and guts are smeared. Walking dead are very near. Can you survive them?
Oh, it was such a lovely little mug shop. Full of hand painted and fanciful assortments of mugs and saucers...
I awoke I think the morning after a long and drunken night full of fun and laughter...
Speak, little one. Whisper to the night. Silent thunder, resides in your eyes. ...
You said you were making chicken salad but you made crab salad instead. You tricked me into eating...
There is a crooked fork in Hinchmen Road, Where ghost are often present, gathered around the...
