holiday

creaking doors and floorboards I hope this house is haunted ~ Continue reading

long shadows mask the path spooked by faces in the trees ~ Continue reading

unnatural fruit emerges triumphant horrified, the earth recoils ~ Continue reading

a bit nervous… no one at home… hot breath from the candy bowl ~ Continue reading

counting curdles in my blood the hoots and howls of mischievous fiends ~ Continue reading

at midnight, my teeth begin to ache the sickly sweetness of tormented souls ~ Continue reading

abandoned in the field old scarecrows gone feral ~ Continue reading

proud of her thrift handing out candy made from last year’s “treats” ~ Continue reading