A good day, afternoon, morning, or night, whenever you are reading this. This is another poem post of a current word I created within the last couple of months. I hope you enjoy it! Waking My heart wakes me, a frightened hummingbird caged within my ribs. Only a dream. It was only a dream. I …
Month: July 2021
Macabre Musings: A Fascination of the Dark & Morbid
"Wow, that's so morbid." "You're so dark..." "Do you...do you like murderers?" I don't know how many other people get these reactions when talking about a few of their favorite things. If you like the things I do and really find yourself invested in them, you may have heard replies like these, too. Now, usually, …
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Sea Glass Eyes
The following is a poem I wrote in dedication to my husband, who grew up on the East coast with a love forever rooted in his heart for the ocean. The happiness in his eyes when he talks about his memories of surfing, spearfishing, and sharing all of it with his dad (who is no …
My “Let’s Not Meet” Story: Creeper at the Walgreens
As I say in my "Welcome" section, I listen to a few podcasts that many would consider dark and sometimes morbid. One of the lesser podcasts I'll listen to that really pushes my paranoia up a level is called Let's Not Meet: A True Horror Podcast recorded by Andrew Tate. Tate accepts and narrates listener-submitted …
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The World of Abigail Rose 