Our minds are inebriated on thought.
No matter how prepared you are, boxing is a sport of chance.
With the second poem by featured writer Samuel Canerday, we are taken into the unforgiving snow by a frightful spectre.
With our first Halloween submission of the season, we take a terrifying look into the unknown with this cosmic horror poem.
You can run away from fear, but it’ll always catch up with you in the end.
These rhyme schemes will make you dizzy.
Not all stories have a happy ending, now do they?
The Puppet Master has the world on strings, but how long will those strings hold?
Some games are dangerous. Others are downright deadly.
Sit back and enjoy the trip. Things are gonna get weird.
The crazy man lives in the house,
He plays with teapots all day long.
They scream and holler with the man,
Who sings their crazy song…