Husk

Poems and Short Stories Exploring The Human Condition This anthology spans many genres from science fiction to horror through two main modems, poetry and short stories. Its purpose is to celebrate, expose, and enthrall readers based on the premise of the human condition. Why do people think the way they do? Be prepared to look... Continue Reading →

The Most Wonderful Day of The Year

Today wasn’t supposed to be like this. Snow still swirls in chilly gusts of wind And icicles still form on all the shingles, There’s something else that’s different though. The day is December 25th, But no lights twinkle on the trees or in the yard. Instead the gutters glisten with crimson ice-melt, And fake snow... Continue Reading →

Last Christmas

Christmas day is here again And sadness greets me like a friend As memories flood through my mind Of what happened last year at this time. I couldn’t believe when I woke up to find The house quiet, there being no sound I rushed down stairs in my excitement to see That there were no... Continue Reading →

Under

The snow gathers on the ground, Beautiful flakes falling and falling down, Sun glistening on them like the day will never end, Yet night will arrive early, an unwelcome friend. You don’t know though what’s underneath Of those fluffy cold piles of white flakes, But maybe it is best that you don’t know, That all... Continue Reading →

Little Life

Bitter air nipped at my throat, Heat struggling to flee my coat Maybe looking for another host. Warily I continue to travel Down the road to see what’s the matter Inside of the barn where I heard a small sound Of little bodies shuffling around. As I open the door I’m greeted by hay And... Continue Reading →

Cat Magic

Millie waited by the door, her silky black pelt fluffed with anticipation. She could hear the patering of little footsteps and ringing laughter floating down the hallway. She whisked her tail impatiently. This was her favorite night of the year, Halloween was her human's word for it, for this was the night that she would... Continue Reading →

Passing Through

Richard Reese and Delilah Sutton could not have been more optimistic about purchasing the storage unit. It hadn’t been touched in fifteen years and happened to be the cheapest on the lot. They were hoping to discover that the storage unit was full of furniture for the quaint Victorian era cottage down the road. Delilah... Continue Reading →

Faces Behind Masks

Don't move. Don't speak. Don't breathe. They are here. They are watching. They want me. They want you. They are hungry. Who? Who are they? Who am I? Who are you? They are the demons, the cravers of the dark. They are the shadows sapping all the hope. They are the greedy, all they need... Continue Reading →

No Such Thing As Gennies

It's dark and the streetlamps deter much of the natural light from touching the ground, The wind is a faint whisper in the leaves and a gentle caress against your cheek, The hum of the city is a muted cacophony behind you As you walk along the curb, Balancing on the cement, The comforting weight... Continue Reading →

Stay

There's a temple Over on the hill, It's so old that No one knows who Or what gods it was Devoted to. I'm the only one who visits, now. I grew up in the town That's in the shadow of That hill. I would stare at the temple From the square, And I would wonder... Continue Reading →

Haunted

Have you ever met a truly foreign thing? That follows you too close, That sends shivers down your spine, That refuses even to let you lie? It's cold breath constantly On the back of your neck, Clawed fingers running spirals up your arm And then trailing back down to your wrist? Whenever it's near you... Continue Reading →

Normal

I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I look and see all these normal people. They smile and talk as if they know each other, I mean really know. But how can that be? Aren't you afraid of the dark in their minds, The shadows the dance behind all of their eyes? Doesn't it... Continue Reading →

The Devil In A Box

Thump….inhale….thump….exhale…..thump...inhale….thump….exhale… I am alone in this room. My breath and my heartbeat my only companions. The walls are barren, The floor smooth and dull, The door a solid slab of concrete. Whoever designed this place must be a real fun person, I bet this person is named something like John and his face is etched... Continue Reading →

He Has No Eyes

The child watched the ice cream truck As it pulled to a stop on his block. High and jovial music rang from it's speakers on top. No other children came running. It was him alone. He approached the ice cream truck, A dollar clenched in his small fist, To get his ice cream cone. The... Continue Reading →

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