I grew up reading Edgar Allan Poe and H.P. Lovecraft, and I still adore them. Some day their language is overblown, but I love how their lavish descriptions overwhelm me. Their stories are more horrifying for how they make me feel crushed beneath moldering walls and surrounded by alien angles. Something monstrous is usually threatening to overtake … Continue reading Quiet Horror – 12 Days Until Halloween
ABANDONED HOUSE by Victoria Nations Abandoned house with Sun bleached board face Drooping and gapped from Years and years of rain and heat Crinkled so it Cracks, so its Filmed windows tilt Up at the corners Gabled window Turned up and Still cute after all these years Mostly centered over the Black double doors Falling … Continue reading Abandoned House – A Love Poem
Where would you sleep? The museum has a vaulted ceiling and columns reaching so high they look hazy from the bottom floor. Everything seems to be made of stone, despite accents of polished wood and glass. Arched windows are stacked in rows along the uppermost walls. Their lines are delicate, but you know they would … Continue reading Friday Writing – Where Would You Sleep?
Victoria Nations 