We know death is out there somewhere and that we'll have to meet it one day. The question and the fear always revolves around the 'when' of the meeting.
The shadow is always waiting
The draft of its suction
A wind that drags at me
It dances for my eyes
Flexing taut muscles
Sinuous and flowing
Hypnotic, mesmerizing
It exudes a scent
That sets my skin on edge
Quivering for its touch
It mimics moisture
And succulence
And salivation begins
I’m like Pavlov’s dogs
Can you hear it?
It’s whispering again
Making me promises
And it won’t stop
Until I’ve gone down to death.
SMT 11/15/01
The Butcher's Boy
- 2011 Readers Favorite Award Silver Medal Winner in Horror - Fiction
A Paranormal/Chiller by Michael Robb
Thirty-one years ago, Buxly the Butcher went to trial for killing h
WEIRD RHODY is a short story collection featuring five strange tales all set in Rhode Island and written by five Rhode Island authors. The anthology is a tribute to H.P. Lovecraft, the Ocean State's famed author of pulp horror.
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