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Wake Up and Smell The Corpses

Freya Pickard·October 27, 2020

Wake up and Smell The Corpses written by: Freya Pickard @FreyasClippings the dark moon hangs above us...

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The Cold October Sky

David Haven·October 19, 2020

The Cold October Sky written by: David Haven Under the cold October sky as the veil of...

Halloween Featured Post 13 Days of Halloween English Poetry

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Halloween

Ian Fletcher·October 31, 2017

Halloween written by: Ian Fletcher @ian.fletcher.50 Trick or treat the kids say as they wend their way...

Poetry Halloween English

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Jasmin Mödlhammer·October 31, 2017

Samhain written by: Jasmin Mödlhammer @Asthalos When Samhain rises from death Blood will spread out of the...

English Poetry Halloween

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Olga Cunha is a Russian writer and poet based in Portugal. Having walked through her own darkness, she knows that even there, light can be found — and made to shine brighter. This belief lies at the heart of her novels, short stories, and poetry. She writes about people who face depression, fear, loss, loneliness, and difficult choices, yet keep searching for meaning, freedom, and hope. Her books The Architect and Good Offer: What the Hell have been published in Russian and English and are available on Amazon. The Architect, a magical realism novel, won the LitRes New Horizons 2024 competition. Olga also writes and performs her poetry in both languages. You can find her poetry readings on Instagram at @writer_olgacunha.

The Barn Ghost by Vivek Subramanian

The first thing people noticed about the barn was that it never fully went dark. Even after midnight, when the pine woods swallowed the last of the county road and the fields turned black as flooded earth, something pale held itself around the structure—a residue, not quite light, as though the dark itself was reluctant to touch it. The tobacco barn stood half a mile behind Pearl Whitaker’s farmhouse in Halifax County, North Carolina. Around it: dead fields, willow trees that had stopped trying, kudzu climbing the wood...

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