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I fought against the tide of people shoving me from behind, pushed forward by indifferent forces funneling us into a featureless corporate building. I had seen creatives, my friends, enter this place and come out the other side wearing business suits and complaining about taxes. I knew what was coming, but I couldn't escape. As … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 25: Purge
Deep in the woods, I built a mound of dirt and twigs and pinecones, an altar upon which to make my sacrifice. Packed together with my bare hands, mud squeezed cool and alive between my fingers, under my nails. Rain started drizzling through whispering pine needles. I laid my phone down upon a bed of … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 24: Altar
The cold had seeped deep into my bones by bath time. Shivering, I lit a fire beneath my oversized cauldron hanging from a metal hook driven deep into the brick above my hearth. Deep enough to hold my weight. I started to melt the moment I settled into the bubbling water. My skin began to … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 23: Cauldron
A twinkling deep in the desert brought me to a choice. One that appeared as one light from a distance, but separated into three as I drew near. Beneath the star-splashed night sky, a lone figure stood. Cloaked in black. A bird's face for a mask. Bone, etched with secrets and mystery. A trio of … Continue reading The Hopeful Wanderer – No Choice At All
"Smile," you said. "People will wonder what you're up to." So I smiled. I couldn't not. Your voice cursed my very bones with an alien desire to make you happy. If you wanted my smile, you could have it. Though inside I seethed with fury. You never thought to wonder what I was up to, … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 22: Cursed
'Til death do us part. That was the vow. I knew that meant, since I died, that you should be free of me. Somehow, I thought you would be happy to see me. That I dug out. Yet as I shambled up our driveway, grave dirt trailing off my heels, I felt unreasoning rage. Rage … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 21: Vow
No one would get in. I turned the skeleton key in the lock of my own door before pulling it closed behind me. The key went into my pocket, the only one left that could unlock this door, as I had melted the original down to a lump of brass. No one could get in. … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 20: Skeleton Key
"G-O-O-G..." "Dude, what?" My roommate sat across the talking board from me, her hands next to mine on the pointer. "That's what it says," I replied. She had demanded I clean the microwave. When I pointed out I barely used it and already took care of our collective trash, I told her she should do … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 19: Talking Board
When I appeared in your bedroom, you squinted up at me from where you crouched in front of a summoning circle. "Woah," you said. "I just had questions. I didn't need a whole ghoul!" I raised an eyebrow at the wax candles dripping on the carpet. "You better tell me what you want." Your face … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 18: Summon
My early morning commute plunged me into thick fog along a stretch of highway known for twists and turns. Traffic around me didn't slow. When I tapped my brakes, cars began flowing past, honking. I sped back up. Bent over the steering wheel to see, I scanned the gray for my exit ramp. Ahead, several … Continue reading #Spooktober2020 Day 17: Fog
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