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Black Room

Black Room

A Poem by Twiztid Poetess


The mind is kept in a dark state.
The Lord of Judgement

The Lord of Judgement

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


The lamplighter held his pole up high And rapped on each window pane, ‘Fix your shutters and pull your blinds, Prepare for the ..
The Conquistador

The Conquistador

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


When once we dived on the San Miguel Off the coast of old Peru, We little knew that under the swell Was an Aztec treasure, too. I scuba’d do..
Our Golgotha

Our Golgotha

A Poem by Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere


Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. Edgar Allan Poe
The Share

The Share

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


The flats were old and the rooms were coldBut I didn’t have much choice,I hadn’t the money for anything elseSince the spat I had with Joyc..
Underground

Underground

A Story by Charlotte V. Patrick


The first couple of chapters of a horror novel about a cursed object that is found by a group of archaeologists. Originally written for my advanced fi..
faction

faction

A Poem by nihilistictablelamp


but you don’t belong anywhere within the criteriathere is no delicate way that i could present to youoptions that would not rip your heart to pi..
The Skull in the Drawer

The Skull in the Drawer

A Story by Brea


Just a typical day for your average mom.
Wall of Sketchings

Wall of Sketchings

A Poem by Jamie Starlight


What grew upon the wall was of human hand Grey outlined creatures to roam on one dimension Wilted wings resting on the fragile back o..
Intimacy & Immediacy

Intimacy & Immediacy

A Poem by Sarah Roehrig


A very haunted memory
the magic skull

the magic skull

A Story by baba37


A druid tries to bring his dead apprentice back to life using magic and his apprentices old skull. But things go horribly wrong.
"He", A Sonnet

"He", A Sonnet

A Poem by Stacy Purvis


Q. 1He, robust in nature and so divineUnequivocally concise, and so;His mind, a brutal, violent dark lineHis heart, a fine stream amidst a meadow.Q. 2..
Knocking...

Knocking...

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


As I walk through the storm of the horizontal abyss,The lunar rays of the luminescent moon wash over me as a tsunami.I feel the knocking, the knocking..
If looks could KILL: Halloween makeup you have to try this year!

If looks could KILL: Halloween makeup you have to ..

A Story by Mobile Styles


The best holiday is returning “from the dead”. That’s right, it’s officially Halloween season! Let's Mobile Styles help you ac..
7. A STEAMING MATTRESS

7. A STEAMING MATTRESS

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


THE BODY IN THE STREAM - 7
On Looking at Schiller's Skull

On Looking at Schiller's Skull

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULLby Johann Wolfgang von Goetheloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchHere in this charnel-house full of..
BOB SKELLINGTON'S REMAINS

BOB SKELLINGTON'S REMAINS

A Book by Peter Rogerson


Rosie Baur is back, this time on holiday in her mobile caravan, when a log dead body is found.

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