It’s #MayhemMonday! I supply the mayhem, you try to survive.
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Mayhem Monday: The Unexpected Hand
It’s #MayhemMonday! I supply the mayhem, you try to survive. Imagine walking in late one night–alone–and reaching for the light switch…
Mayhem Monday: A night alone
It’s #MayhemMonday. I provide the mayhem, and you decide your fate!
chimera
broken and stitched from many separate, now dead, pieces. the grotesquery you’ve made of me. we often imagine much worse than reality. yet not in this instance. the stiches rub raw and red and infected yet hold. oozing between branches, sunlight mottles the damp soil and leaves. where we lie. we talk of movies….
Willow II
A clearing surrounded by a stand of trees. Short grass glade save the centered solitary willow. Crowned head draped in majestic arraignment. A reflection of the humbleness of prayer before benediction. And the solitude of guilt. Not twisted dogwood for a sacrifice. Not oak strong to stand alone. Stretching toward…
Development
new homes use old brick for “the aged” look old brick homes use young weeds as green roof toppers new streets wind through homes, all are beige old streets’ wind-broken branches litter the broken curbs new neighbors park in garages to not see new neighbors old neighbors…
The great deluge
a silver cloud on the horizon, a storm of epic estimation, the prophesied harbinger of change will bring rain to fall for forty days, rising over the disbelievers, they will be towed under by their chains. a mass of water will plummet down this way washing out the idle foundation farms, houses, people─gone they cannot…
Untitled
Life moves as a cat scratching its back on a doorway: over time its mark is revealed. Moments adding up, encapsulated in minds, on photos, diaries, colorings and drawings, stuffed animals and cast clothing. Ordinary days are a precocious bouquet: schooling, working, eating, fighting, playing, writing, crying, reading, bitching, praying, learning, begging, embracing, watching TV…
Naked Haunted House Tour? What’s scarier?
So a haunted house in Pennsylvania offers a haunted house tour completely naked. Yes, you, the visitor. Without clothes. What’s scarier–or more vulnerable–than being naked as people jump out at you with chainsaws? It seems like a mix of two of my worst nightmares: naked in public and, well, chainsaws. While I enjoy a great…
Interview with Book Worm Reads
Q) Tell us something about yourself. My love for scaring people is not limited to the written word. I also enjoy telling scary stories around a campfire, finding creepy places wherever I travel, the iridescent glow of an animal’s eyes at night, and getting (semi)lost in a forest. My family and friends know me as…
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