The Dream Queen

The throne was cold, nearly as cold as the ice that it so closely resembles. Her bright blue gown is thin, but the Dream Queen – Abigail, she thought, my name was Abigail – hardly notices the cold anymore

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Giving In

Her nerves were on edge as he tied the scarf over her eyes. His voice was soothing and helped but still she was a bundle of nerves.

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Her nerves were on edge as he tied the scarf over her eyes.    His voice was soothing and helped but still she was a bundle of nerves.  She had known since the first time she saw him that he was going to bring  out something wild inside her.  She just had to let go.  Trust didn’t come easy but he was patient.

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In the bedroom had been a bag.  He told her it was for her, “Go ahead and take a look while I start the water.”  She had done as he said, taking out her gift piece by piece.  First a silk scarf, the one now tied around her eyes, then there had been the other items.  They had talked about her desires, things she longed to try with the right person.  Now here they were, handcuffs and a cat o’ nine tails.  Her heart began pounding in…

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Only Lovers Left Alive- A Babe Ruthless Review

A fantastic review from my sister in slay…She killed it!

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For those of you who know me, I’m not really one for the whole vampire scene. Blade was okay, True Blood, meh…Twilight…in my opinion…fucking killed the vampire franchise for me. So I was a little hesitant to watch this film, even though the lead male gives me a lady boner.

I watched this film, kind of expecting your typical run of the mill campy vampire flick, but I was so fucking wrong. The music, the colors, the dialogue is something that I couldn’t even begin to fathom when I watched this. The music that writer/director Jim Jarmusch used is something that brings the films tone to life, allowing the audience to feel apart of it. The premise of this film is about two vampires, Adam, played by Tom Hiddleston (Thor, Avengers) and his wife Eve, played by Tilda Swinton (Constantine, Chronicles of Narnia).

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Despair by Amber McCrea

As the day draws near

It begins again

Lost in memories of the past

You were taken way too soon

Still so much left unsaid…

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As the day draws near
It begins again
Lost in memories of the past
You were taken way too soon
Still so much left unsaid
Still so much left to do
Just one more moment
Just one more chance
That’s all that is wanted.
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Spiraling down into darkness
Seems there is no way out
No matter how strong the desire
Or how strong the urge.
It doesn’t end
It drains you, saps all hope
No one can help, no one can save.
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Despair pulls me in further
Tightening her claw like grip
There’s no way to free one’s self
No way to escape
Hopelessly lost in that endless pit
Strength slowly slips away
Will it ever end?

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The Monster Club by Davey B

One night, when Tom was in bed, he heard a creak. His nerves were shot. He thought, “I think I should check under the bed.”

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One night, when Tom was in bed, he heard a creak.  His nerves were shot.  He thought, “I think I should check under the bed.” So he did.  The sound was coming from under it, and there was a tunnel.  A deep  tunnel.

He could hear music playing, down the tunnel, so Tom climbed down. The music got louder and louder.  Tom got closer and closer to find where the music was coming from.

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There was a monster club down there!  The Monster Music Club were running around the room and trying to hide.  Tom said “you don’t have to be scared. I’m a friend!”  The Monster Music Club stopped running and hiding and started partying again.  They partied all night until dawn.  Tom said his goodbyes and climbed back to his room, where he started getting ready for school.

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The Invasion by Davey B

My little man has surprised me yet again….

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Kids are creative. We know this to be true and sometimes its innate. How proud I am to bring you the first tentative steps into the World of Words by my 8 year old, Davey B.  He is constantly creating and even now is planning more stories to tell us as we walk hand in hand along The Twisted Path.  Enjoy

Death Maiden

Once an alien named Zarvok crash landed on Earth in a desert.  The first thing he saw was a phone booth.  He knew how to use it because Zarvok was an inventor.

He called a mechanic, but even HE couldn’t fix his ship.  But Zarvok just needed his tools. It took him more than 10 years just to figure out how to use them and to fix his space shuttle.

While he repaired it, he hummed a song that goes like this…dum dum-dum dum, dum dum…

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Honeyed agony

Now muzzled and bound
Propriety for Propriety’s sake
Clipped wings
An eagle can’t soar

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The thoughts keep swirling

around in my brain

a demented mind movie

behind my eyes

Torture and sweetness

They make me want to howl

Honeyed agony

Kill me now

Bliss

Anguish

Feign indifference

It’s turned to ice

Burning inside

Can’t melt the shell

No matter how hot

the Flame burns

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It was for me

Harshly, it was

Now muzzled and bound

Propriety for Propriety’s sake

Clipped wings

An eagle can’t soar

I fucking hate it

Swallow it back

Choke it down

Weep

Over and over

Bloody droplets

From a slow leak, slice

Drowning in the air

I want to scream

I need to rage

I want to plunge

The Knife and Kill it

Put it to rest

Hold it close

Cherish and adore

Loathe to Love

Love

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Stupid Heart

Just die already

Big girls don’t cry

Its weakness

Its useless

Wasted emotion

Precious fluids

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Anticipation

It seems like I’ve been waiting forever. Actually it’s only been a few mere weeks, just feels so much longer.

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 Anticipation by Amber McCrea

It seems like I’ve been waiting forever. Actually it’s only been a few mere weeks, just feels so much longer. Anticipation has slowly built, even moreso over the last week and as the hour draws ever so near, I become more anxious and begin to pace the hotel room floor. The excitement of finally being face to face with him is almost overwhelming. We’ve talked about this so many times and he always tells me not to worry, that it’ll all be fine. Easy for him to say. He never seems to be nervous about anything.

The path to the door is starting to wear thin as I continuously pace back and forth. I look through the peephole yet again nothing. So I walk away again and sit down on the far side of the room. Just as Im making myself comfortable, the…

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IMHO

IMHO…just read it

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Seriously
What is wrong with people these days
When did we become so self absorbed
We can’t even return a phone call
Or check a message
I don’t ask for much
I know people have lives
We all get busy
Emergencies, unplanned events
These can disrupt anything
It’s not very hard
How can you not have
A minute
Or a couple
To check a message and respond
Just one simple question
If you’re busy just say so
But if you say you’re gonna get back to me
And a week or more passes by I’ll think something is wrong
Are you ignoring me?
Did you die in some serious accident?
There are many possibilities
But then I see you online
Day after day
And still you haven’t even looked at the message
It’s only a paragraph
It’s not a novel
What is so fucking hard about it?
Maybe I…

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Endless

Morning comes round way too soon

Pulling myself together to start anew

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Endless

Morning comes round way too soon

Pulling myself together to start anew

Going through the motions

The day drags by painfully slow

Waiting for that one moment

Hoping for a single word

Day slowly drifts back into night

Longing to hear his voice

Aching to feel his touch

Darkness completely consumes the room

Eyes close, praying for sleep

Dreams once again plague a restless slumber

Night turns back into day

Still nothing, everything is blank

And the dreaded cycle begins again

 It never ends, never stops, on and on

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Home Sweet Home – The Aftermath, Part 1

It had been weeks since the storm. The storm that had brought me a visitation, an erotic phenomenon that to this day I still wasn’t sure whether it was based in the occult or some weird weather pattern…….

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It had been weeks since the storm.  The storm that had brought me a visitation, an erotic phenomenon that to this day I still wasn’t sure whether it was based in the occult or some weird weather pattern.  It might have even been a dream, though I couldn’t imagine that I would share the same predicament as 13 year old pubescent boys who suddenly wanted to learn how to do laundry to save the embarrassment of being found out by their mothers.   One thing was certain, it had turned the isolation I had previously craved and cherished into a prison of loneliness and frustration.

The passion that had been awakened that night was as hot as the noon day sun and even my own hands couldn’t quell the desire that had taken hold of my mind…

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The Consortium of Fear -Third Entry – Family Ties

The lastest entry in the Consortium of Fear Collaboration

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I’m sitting in my favorite place in the entire world, under the massive branches of the ancient Magnolia tree in my back yard, on my laptop, writing my latest story. This has been my favorite spot since childhood. I loved to swing on the tire swing that has been here since my mom was a child, although she made Dad replace the old rope with a new one before I was even allowed to go near it. When I was ten, and Mom finally approved, Dad built a giant tree house way up in the huge branches, with a ladder all the way to the ground. I thought I was queen of the world when I climbed that ladder up into the thickness of those branches. I would climb up there in the spring and summer months, and sit for hours, writing…

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Enter the Monster

From whence he came, we know not, only that days and months, eras and aeons have passed since his rebirth into our world. Following a trail of darkness and chocolate chip cookies left by those of us that dwell here, Mikey Monster has found his way to The Twisted Path with a tale to tell

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From whence he came, we know not, only that days and months, eras and aeons have passed since his rebirth into our world.  Following a trail of darkness and chocolate chip cookies left by those of us that dwell here, Mikey Monster has found his way to The Twisted Path with a tale. Settle in and listen to the story He has to tell……

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The scream I can never give voice to shall now be transmogrified into an action. The action I can never quite complete shall now be voiced in the heavens for everyone to hear. As I move forward to what certainly must be my doom I can only thank my Sisters and their sisters for giving me the opportunity to redeem myself with this one last altruistic act. As I stand upon the ledge looking down into an abyss of darkness I can see that…

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Rise, again

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We will rise again

l lay on your grave

My heart bleeding

along with my body

Languishing in the knowledge

that you are there

and gone

 

We will rise again

Your soul, dark as night

Biding your time

waiting til the time is right

To reanimate the body

Light the spark in your mind

Become more than before

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We will rise again

I die small deaths

Preparing myself

for the big dirt nape

to rest, repair, to become

Revenant, Rise

And wait for me

My Love

To Rise again

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In the trees

The lovely Night
She kisses my eyes
With her velvet hair
Long tendrils draping here and there

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Standing in the dark

Only the red eye of

My cigarette as light

As I watch, wait for Prey,

unnoticed In the trees

In the rain

In the dark

The lovely Night

She kisses my eyes

With her velvet hair

Long tendrils draping here and there

Like kudzu,

She smothers my existence

Clings and kills, kills and screams Her love

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The wind whipping her gown

It rattles like bones, dead leaves dance

In Her wake, as She spreads her killer love

To all those still wandering

Their small still voices euphonious

Lugubrious in their pulchritude

Small singing bits of humanity

Effervescent like sparking wine

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The sweetness rests on my tongue

As Night’s head bows lower

Mouthing my mind with Her inky essence

Caressing the Switch, fingertips trailing

Teasing, touching the edge

Her claws they bite, so deep, exhilarating,

Ah La Doueur…

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Musings from the Reaction Gallery – Freaks

Musings from the Reaction Gallery – Freaks

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Welcome to Musings From The Reaction Gallery.  Put simply, these are my thoughts as I see them in plain speak.  Here we go….. People, as a rule, and as a whole, suck. Sure, there are exceptions to every rule, and this no exception, I’m friends with a lot of exceptions, it’s a giant Freaks Like Me Social event around here. But I digress…..

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Not it’s to say that it’s everyone’s opinion, its mine own and I stick to it. Life experience has taught me that we are small community but growing. Back in my youth, I was a proud freak, though still hiding in the proverbial closet. It wasn’t as acceptable in my world, at that time, even now. I was in love with Freddy Krueger and he was the bane of my existence and my reason for waking. Something about him plagues me to this day, moreso since meeting…

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Summoning Justice: The journey begins

Summoning Justice: The journey begins

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She knew this day would come.  Don’t ask how, possibly just women’s intuition, but she had known.  She had known even before she married him that it wouldn’t last.   Why did she do it then?  Good question.  One she doesn’t have an answer for.  He had been a player in high school, playa was how Marie was saying it.  He had made promise after promise that he wasn’t that way anymore.  She knew better.  She had just been been waiting for confirmation, it came today.

Marie had called her while she was at work, frantic, “Gina you just have to be able to meet me after work.  You aren’t going to believe what I heard today.  Please just meet me at Jamesons at 5:30.”  Reluctantly Gina had agreed.  Now she was glad she had.

Jamesons was always crowded but tonight it seemed to be overflowing.  The chatter was deafening…

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