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Press F – Horror and Technology

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My first article for Haunt Jaunts.

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grief, love, masculinity, poetry, women

Worlds

Worlds

Where we never met

Where I didn’t message you

Or I died tragically young

Terribly old

Where I lived in shadow

Afraid to let the light touch my soul

Worlds Where I didn’t

Betray my marriage and don’t feel

Guilt and relief when I look at the space on my finger

Where I didn’t let her go

Or she never arrived

Where I was smart enough

Good enough

Where I didn’t feel like dying

Worlds other than this

But here in this one

All and nothing

Alone in a way I can’t explain or justify

This is the only world I know

And across them all

You

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blogging, creative writing, short fiction

Announcement

https://www.hauntjaunts.net/welcoming-two-new-recruits-to-the-skeleton-crew-matt-blissett-and-d-norfolk/

My first article will be up soon. I will be talking about horror, crime and the paranormal and I hope you will pay the site a visit. They’re a great and passionate crew of people, and I’m looking forward to posting there often.

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beauty, poetry, women

See You There

There are borders

To the state of sadness

Clutching the wire

Looking at you

A tear falls and I fight the urge

To stand up

Wipe it from your eye

Because it isn’t how you escape

And even the most eloquent

Are robbed of words

By the prognoses

Promises unfulfilled

And so, unable to help,

I stand, the kettle is boiling,

And if I cannot fill the empty space

Such change leaves,

Then I will surround it

With my silence

Whisper across the barricades

Where and when I will meet you

Although i do not know the way

I will

See

You

There

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Hey

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beauty, love, poetry, women

RPG

Sometimes taken

With the idea of getting it

So wrong

Do you ask them?

If they still think of you

And take flight within themselves

Or is it just a dismal quest through

The rain slick dungeons

Crossing the bridge of

Habituation

Resentment

You know you have a turn

Nothing is certain

The game never ends

But they hide their dice rolls

Until you see a fresh character sheet

Or late at night

Hear the scratch of pencil

The clatter of die

An extra experience point

A new character

You never know

You never know

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beauty, love, lust, masculinity, sexuality, women

After Work (NSFW)

AFTER WORK

‘Hello.’ I said.

‘Hey.’ David┬ásaid.

I smiled as I held the phone to my ear as I swiped my pass card then opened the door.

‘How was it?’ he said.

‘Honestly?’ I said.

‘Yes.’ he said.

He almost sounded amused. Continue reading

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