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"Buried Alive"

"Buried Alive"

A Poem by Zoe Anne


"Buried Alive"While you sleep under the luminescence,I awake in darkness.While you are breathing,I am dying.While you smell fresh red roses,I smell ro..
Natural Light

Natural Light

A Story by Fallacy Pharmacy


I'm on a verge of deleting this.
Happy Birthday, Angie

Happy Birthday, Angie

A Story by CT


The world has moved on, leaving one man behind to wander in isolation and a world of numb emotional hell. He walks a lonely road, tormented by waking ..
Initiation

Initiation

A Story by J.


Survivors of an apocalypse share a bit of their lives. Warning: There is foul language.
Leaf Haven

Leaf Haven

A Poem by Naomi Bloom


A poem about leaves and the seasons.
The Dead Have Come

The Dead Have Come

A Poem by Harley


The dead have come:Their corpses rotting,Like slime to the touch.Gaping mouths and gaping wounds,Blood in an ever-pouring ooze.The dead have come:Surr..
Bones beneath the bed

Bones beneath the bed

A Poem by Juan de Rajah


Look about the rancid ground, grey feathers a thousand. Green yolks, cracking shells, little eyes that can’t discern, so do..
The Wooden House

The Wooden House

A Story by Cristian Cornejo


John Harold and Mary Harold live a life a poverty with their father. Cindy, the stepmother, doesn't like them and wants to get rid of them no matter w..
Introductions First, My Dear.

Introductions First, My Dear.

A Chapter by Larul


Lights and a maggot.
A Posse ad Esse

A Posse ad Esse

A Poem by Hannah Stoner


For my love, Matthew.
B.O.D.Y. C.O.U.N.T.

B.O.D.Y. C.O.U.N.T.

A Poem by Rob Santana


Acrostic #5
Woman In the Box

Woman In the Box

A Story by Darkened_drear


Bloodied walls.The devil calls as midnight tolls.Demons screaming my name.I scratch at these walls.Screaming at you ..you bitter b***h to free me from..
Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by Bobby Madden


Inspired by the arcade game Carnevil.
IT'S ALL RELATIVE

IT'S ALL RELATIVE

A Story by Marie


I hope I didn't post this one before; if I did, I hope everyone's forgotten it.
GRISELDA AND SOME LITTLE BLUE PILLS

GRISELDA AND SOME LITTLE BLUE PILLS

A Story by Peter Rogerson


There are some things that can spook even Griselda...

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