September 17, 2024

Habitual Haunting

In haunted houses, I find solace. But I am not a ghost. I think. Cobwebs like the forgotten threads of memories, ghosts like whispers of my past. No one understands. They call it strange, a fixation they can’t wrap their minds around. “Do you like the scare?” they ask. It’s not about the scares (but […]

September 17, 2024

Jack-O-Lantern Lament

In a village brimming with whispers of witches and wandering spirits, a carved pumpkin sat on a creaky porch, its face ever-grinning but its interior flame yearning for more. But one night a spirit floated by. No… It danced by. The pumpkin’s inner flame flickered and surged, elated by the spirit’s carefree twirls. For a […]

September 17, 2024

The Secret Life Of Dejection

Tucked away in the familiar fog of forgotten fondness, where tossed-away dreams pile up like autumn leaves, Dejection took up residence. Garbed in rejection, it wore a shroud woven from teardrops and threads of broken hearts. Although it recognized its existence as somewhat shapeless, it seldom saw itself as so. Shapeless was without points, and […]

September 17, 2024

Lost in Comprehension

There I am, hunched over my phone, squinting at a text. I recognize every single word, yet I might as well have been staring at an ancient rune. I had once considered myself on quite good terms with words. Now it’s as though we’ve drifted apart a bit. Not enemies, just not as close as […]

September 17, 2024

Several Holes and a Bag of Stones

Once upon a chill October evening, kids in costumes darted from door to door, their laughter a sweet melody in the autumn air. Among them, one child wore a ghost costume with too many eye holes—seven to be exact. It was an earnest mistake, a snip-snip here and a snip-snip there, each cut representing impulsiveness […]

October 5, 2024

Do Pumpkins Dream of Flying Dogs

Some believe that in a quaint little town, where an occasional tree may eat the wayward kite or periodically a puppy may take to the skies simply by sitting on shingles, the most magnificent pumpkin patch sprouted every year. Burgeoning pumpkins, round and robust, lay bathed in the glow of the harvest moon—each a canvas […]