Beyond the Mountain Pass

Beyond the mountain pass Lies a trail bathed In milky starlight. Mossy trees Hold the road With gnarled hands Clothed in silver And green. Pretty, pink Flowers bloom at your feet. Their soft scent Tickles your tongue. You Taste neither lilac Nor lily. Death Coats every fleshy bud. You hurry Your pace. Flowers fade As... Continue Reading →

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The Collector of Sorrows

I call myself a collector of sorrows. As a teen, I felt alone and ignored. My classmates bullied me, and my parents spent most of their time at work. They didn’t have the time or care to hear how Brett pushed me on the playground or how Tommy joked about my big nose. After a... Continue Reading →

Makhar the Small

A while ago I posted a link to a Creepypasta story I wrote. Here it is again if you never read it. If you like H.P. Lovecraft, this is for you. I will tell this story only once. Pass it around. Alter it if you like. But once I am done with the story. I... Continue Reading →

Bloated Bodies

Bloated bodies Full of hot air tumble Down hills cloaked In inky shadow. The evening stinks Of shame and festered regret That spurts from their pores. And the townsfolk hide. Death, They think, comes pouring Down the sloped mounds Outside their homes Where fires burn in stone chimneys And smoke pours up into the sky... Continue Reading →

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