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Fragments, 4.15.25
Daily, I veer between moments of aching spiritual hunger and sudden, icy alienation from others, the world, and even myself. It’s as if two entirely different beings take turns steering my soul. Some would blame my bipolar diagnosis; others might… Continue reading
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WP Writing Prompt: Unwinding After a Demanding Day
I’ve had a lot of demanding days lately! Not too long ago, I had a nice, cushy work-from-home job, but I was put on indefinite furlough. Since then, I’ve been working a lot of hours at a cookie shop as… Continue reading
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The Laughter Under the Cypress
An Urban Legend from the Louisiana Bayou They say if you’re out on the water past midnight, when the moon is a pale smear behind the clouds and the mosquitoes grow quiet, you might hear her: Emeline. In the 1800s,… Continue reading
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Eternal Vows in the Catacombs
Beneath the chapel’s silent domeThey pledged their love in crypt & loamBy candle’s flare & shadow’s breathThey swore to conquer time & death Cold stone around them, damp with ageA tomb became their bridal stageTheir whispers curled like smoke through… Continue reading
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The Demon Was Sent
No one saw it arrive. There was no sound, heat, flickering veil, or flame. It simply was where once it had not been: a new wrinkle in the air, a smudge in the pattern of things. The wind shuddered backwards… Continue reading
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Midnight at the Graveyard Gate
The gate began to groan at twelveA breathless hinge from shadow’s shelveMist curled like fingers through the barsClutching dreams & silver stars She came in silence, pale & thinWith candlelight beneath her skinA ghost not bound by death or boneBut… Continue reading
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Fragments, 4.11.25
What road lies beneath no footYet consumes every wanderer whole?It leads nowhereBut none return *** Who speaks with no voiceIs prayed to with no nameAnd sees with no eyesYet is carved in every mind? *** What mouth splits wide with… Continue reading
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Grandma’s Thrift & Bone
The sign out front said “GRANDMA’S THRIFT & BONE – UNDEAD GOODS, AMAZING PRICES!” in flaking paint and what might have been coagulated blood. Beneath it, a handwritten chalkboard cheerfully advertised: TODAY’S SPECIAL: BUY ONE SKULL, GET A FREE TIBIA!… Continue reading
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This Land Is My Land (Unless It’s Gated)
Johnny Appleseed woke behind a Taco Bell dumpster with apple seeds in his beard and a parking ticket stapled to his tunic. The year was 2025, the air smelled faintly of vape juice and synthetic optimism, and Johnny was—once again—an… Continue reading
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WP Writing Prompt: TV and Book Characters
Tough question! This is especially tough because so many of the books I read and TV shows and movies I watch are drama or even horror or true crime. I certainly wouldn’t want to be many of the characters in… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 