The Writer Ponders Her Fate

I think that when the monsters come

for me

with their jaws wide opened

I think that I will see

their teeth

are broken, jagged shards of mirrors.

I think that when the monsters come for me

I have considered upon reflection

that

I will dare them

to

bite

me.

 

 

Part 7

Previous Parts HERE

Sometimes Dead Is Better

I’m very excited to see the new twists in the remake of “Pet Sematary”!

THE WRITER HAS COMPANY

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PART 6

There is a nightmare under the Writer’s  bed

and I think it has teeth.

There is a nightmare hiding in her closet

and I think it has teeth.

 

Very long, very jagged, razor sharp teeth.

 

What does it feel like

when a nightmare bites you

with jagged, razor sharp teeth?

 

Tonight just before she falls asleep

I think her closet door’s hinges will

whisper to the Nightmares with teeth

” Is she dreaming about us?”

 

 

THE PORCH LIGHT

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PART 5

The porch light

at the Writer’s house

has been on for days and days.

The grass is a little longer

the cat in her window looks lonely,

but it does look well fed.

Should we knock upon her door?

Do we dare? What will we find?

Or.

Smell.