Crunchy golden and blood red leaves scattered on my front lawn
white bones in ditch at the end of the road that floods in the Spring , the brittle bones were pitted by sun and rain and the heat of summer and the cold of winter. They have gnawed on by a dog named Darwin.
Peanut butter Taffy wrapped in purple and black waxed paper nestled in a bowl on my kitchen table.
Pumpkins and apples waiting on my kitchen counter for their surgeries to begin
Firewood stacked against the side of my house, a summer home for mice and food for my summer dusted fireplace.
In my loneliness I haunt my home, the woods behind my house, the railroad tracks behind my warehouse where I work, sometimes people catch sight of me moving through my life but if you ask the people who see me they will tell you they’re not sure what it is they saw.
My hunger for life makes me roar, I feast on it when I can catch it, I gorge on the darkness and drink the moonlight and when the Sun is too bright I hid under cool wet rotting leaves or the grave that someone dug for me, but I haven’t used yet.
When I lose my way I tilt my nose up to the sky and I howl and then I run from shadow to shadow until I find my path. Then I raise my nose to the sky again and I howl just a little louder with all of my heart and teeth.
Artist: Made by musician and digital artist Clayshaper.
Over the weekend I watched three horror films that I added to my Summerween viewing fun.
Right now I’m heavily into Folk Horror movies because they’re slow burn stories and I love those kinds of books and movies.
These three movies fall into that category and I enjoyed them because of of the Human Centric threat that is posed in each movie:
A Tale of Two Sisters:
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There’s a scene called ‘ the dinner scene ” which was my favorite part of the movie. In this scene the rug is being pulled out from under your feet and you don’t realize it until the end of the movie- you don’t know that this was the point when you were being shown reality has gone bye-bye. I thought the way it was written was super clever and it haunted you AFTER the movie ended. I think it’s great when a movie does that.
Hokum:
(streaming)
Straight up ghost story that happens in a hotel after all the guests except one have left because it’s the end of the season. It’s not like the ” Shining. ” in case you’re wondering.
The main character started off as a jerk and I was sort of hoping he’d get it but as the movie went on I actually started to feel sorry for him and by the end I was rooting for him all the way.
Calls:
( APPLE tv )
This is a tv movie that is in the strictest form a Radio play- not an audio book because there is more then one voice. Each segment is a stand alone episode but they are all going to the same place. That being said, the stories are emotionally exhausting. I got caught up in the loops and pulled into the drama of it all. It was wonderful.
I remember carving my first pumpkin with my Grandpa, I remember the smell of pumpkin and the squooshy sound the pumpkin made when he plunged his knife into it.
I remember he was smiling.
My Grandpa was found of candy, his favorite were Sugar Babies and I remember along with the smell of pumpkin I could smell his Sugar Babies.
I remember the box of candy next to my arm and I remember shaking the bits of candy out into my hand.
I held the candy in my hand for a few minutes, then I squeezed my hand shut tight for a few minutes and when I opened it my Sugar Babies were softer and had melted.
My Grandpa watched me and he asked me, ” Why do you torture you Sugar Babies like that before you eat them? ”
I thought for a minute and then I asked, ” how come all your pumpkins have screaming faces? ”
He looked into his pumpkin’s face and I looked into my sticky hand and then he went back to carving his pumpkin and I sat next to him squishing Sugar Babies to death.
