Edgar Allan Poe
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Through the Pale Door
Through the pale door, they comea hideous throng with burning eyesand velvet mouths teeming with duskshadows twisted in funeral lace They do not knock, they do not waitTheir fingers scrape like rusted ironagainst the ribcage of the nightunlatching every dream… Continue reading
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The Raven’s Line
In twilight’s pallid, ashen glowA specter stirs with ink-stained flowEdgar, bound to midnight’s gleamA captive to the wraith of dream Trembling pen, what muse is thisThat weaves a world of dread and bliss?Through hollow halls where shadows playAnd madness guides… Continue reading
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Behind the Mask: Edgar Allan Poe’s Dark Dance with Death
With the spooky season upon us, I’m much back into reading classic horror. Edgar Allan Poe has always been one of my favorite horror authors, and “The Masque of The Red Death” may be my favorite tale of his. “The… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 