For October, I decided to embrace the Halloween season and use titles of short stories and books discussed in the enjoyable and informative new book Monster, She Wrote: The Women Who Pioneered Horror and Speculative Fiction as my Daily Writing Prompts. These are designed to inspire you to write a poem, prose piece, or a piece of … Continue reading Daily Writing Prompt: The Demon Lover – Dion Fortune
Mandy Kocsis-Troxell takes on the Quotable Poe Challenge
Nevermore shall I love again
And nevermore will love break me
I’ll rise stronger than the strongest of Ravens
With a darkness that might actually save me.
Never will I stand there, bleeding
A tell tale heart dying from their deceiving
With gaping wounds too deep to be seen
For nevermore will I love.
I’ve come to understand, you see
Some things in life aren’t meant for me
I’ve loved with a love that was more than love
And now I’ll love the memory
But nevermore will I love.
I’ll rise like the Raven and never look back
With wings to match the darkest black
And eyes that see the smallest lie
At home in the darkest midnight sky
And nevermore will I love.
© 2019 Mandy Kocsis-Troxell
Mandy Kocsis-Troxell was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan; a fact she takes immense pride in. A Presidential Academic Fitness Award recipient…
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We have always lived in the castle. Not me personally, mind, but our family has been in the castle as long as there has been one. Before even. We were on the site when Boyda and his people raised the wooden palisades upon our hill. Those were pleasant times, and we lived in harmony with … Continue reading The Inhabitants – Padre
You think you own the castle? You are the late comer. Even your noble ancestors were. We were here before this was built Already here when ancient trees Were felled to make a simple hill fort Sacred trees they were too, ours We watched when stone (ours too) Was carved from the hill to build … Continue reading We Have Always Lived in the Castle – Robert G Wertzler
memories of summer nights sky midnight silk studded with diamonds my heart beating fast with you sitting next to me on a scratchy plaid blanket you all Love’s Baby Soft skin and strawberry pink lip gloss mouth small hands entwined with mine warm minty breath our secrets held close like your curves to mine turning … Continue reading Secret Lives of Girls
I’d wanted a baby for so long and I couldn’t believe we were finally here. Walking up the path, the tall winter grass brushes against my legs. The house, falling into despair with neglect looked haunted with her busted out windows and tall dark spires. I think I even spotted a gargoyle on the south … Continue reading Little Stranger – Donna Matthews
Brave & Reckless 