Haunted House
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The Alcohol Dream Ghost

I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on my butt about it, trying to stop me The being was some kind of a woman One who cared, one who loved perhaps One who followed, one who nagged even so But then I absorbed… Continue reading
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Child of the Cabbage (Ep. 4)

He watched her from the safety of a window inside as Gracelyn poked at the worn strip of earth below the swing with the tip of a shoe. She slowly swayed in the cool air of the playground, oblivious. Her thoughts were listless, yet on fire. She gazed into the emptiness around her and then… Continue reading
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Cologne of the Ghost

I sat in the broken window and looked out onto the burnt grass and the weeds; the sun was gone, the moon was gone, the stars were all gone; a blank, hollow shell of a world and this scratchy ticking in the background behind me and so I strolled across the creaking floorboards and met… Continue reading
