Writing

buddha's middle finger: or, razorblades as valenti..

A Story by drew garner

"He never bleeds" -Nirvana. "Don't wake me for the end of the world unless it has very good special effects." - Roger Zelazny ..

The Cannabis Chaos

A Book by Abhishek Izy

This is a humor-filled incident of a night which ran into utter psychedelic chaos. This is intentionally laced with Hindi words, explanation of which ..

Chapter 3 : Smoke In The Veins

A Chapter by Abhishek Izy

The group finally gets high on weeds and immediately gets swept off with a high impact. they get high for the first time and have no idea how to react..

Black Dog

A Poem by red.evangeline

this - wretchedthing this - ghost of a shadow of athing this - nameless thing that stalks me,has stalked me since the white blur of childhood optimism..

A Visit from My Mother

A Poem by jenna

Salty beads plunge down my cheeks As I sit on a bed Only to come to the realization That I’m not alone Upon my gaze is a stranger ..

Got to Love the Library Cat Ghost

A Story by Sydelle Houston

Some musings about a feline who helps writers finish what they started

Strange goings on

A Poem by Onlyme

I think we have a haunted carit's not a modern update one.But an old runaround little one.That is sweet sixteen years ofage.And has had a good few own..

Grief: A Ghost Play

A Stage Play by PonQo

TW: suicide, loss of family member, self-harm, the works

Sapphire Lodge - Quaint & Haunted with Fjord View

A Story by warriorpoet01

Fictional fantasy short story about haunting in Sapphire Lodge

Ghost House

A Poem by Death's Poet

Leraye sings to himself in the dining hallLibi washes her tears in a sinkLeah is so drunk she may fallLola's eyes on the brinkLolita's brain starts to..

The Child Of Dusk

A Story by Andrew Siachos

I live in a quiet neighborhood. The streets are far from the main avenues, which makes fuss from traffic nonexistent. The residents are all acqu..

The Train Station of Bury

A Story by Victoria

In the dead of night, children are going missing without a trace and are never heard from again. Where are they going? To catch a train.

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