Hauntings in the Dawn (a poem)

Ghosts in this house make no sound
They are only around to watch
Flashing images of my mind
And extract memories from times
I dwell in forsaken chambers

They belabor the process of death
Let’s get it over with, we say,
Let’s kill these emotions during
The bright light of the day –
Instead of waiting for fire-soaked
Nights under harvest moons
And pastures of bitter gloom

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Facing the Ghosts (a poem)

He destroys something beautiful
Like us, he commits a grave sin
Like us, he has a demon within
His ugliness is indisputable

Who is this grave sinner?
This phantom of the night?
We see him, then take flight
Wherever we go, he lingers

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Halloween Panic (flash fiction)

Here’s a piece of horror flash fiction about grief and the scariest night of the year. It’s about 820 words and has an estimated reading time of 3 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!

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What You’ve Done to Me (a poem)

Look what you’ve done to me
Glittery blood under my eyes
You ignored my desperate pleas
You hastened my demise

Why have you done this to me?
I’m now dead to the world
You tossed me in black seas
I drift in the netherworld

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The Stain on our Souls (flash fiction)

The old man speaks of phantoms. He lay on his death-bed, and his face is ashen and sickly.

“Our home,” he says, “it’s haunted. Haunted by my sins. Haunted by my father’s sins, and his father’s sins.”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

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