Protected: The Reaper’s Image

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“My son refuses to eat,” the mother said. Even though her boy wasn’t a boy, but a grown man, that didn’t stop her from letting herself into his house and calling the local doctor for a home visit. “He says he is abstaining by choice,” the doctor explained after conducting a physical exam and consultation.... Continue Reading →

The Light Came Back

Quicker than butter holds shape in a hot frying pan, the teacher offers welcome-to-the-new-school-year niceties to her first period English class on their first day. She picks up the loose-laid class rosters and begins reciting the names on the top sheet. Ironically, she checks who is present without being sure if she is all there... Continue Reading →

Mel’s Hole

Werewhal

Mel’s hole is actually a story about two holes. The first hole was on Mel’s property in Washington state. It was rumored to be bottomless and people would come around to throw there garbage into it only to be greeted by no reports of the stuff crashing down to the ground.

Eventually this hole was alleged by Mel to be seized by the government and Mel would have to move on to other holes.

He found one in Nevada and this one was even stranger than the last. In true Pet Cemetery fashion, a nearby hunter threw his dead dog in the hole and saw it several days later, running through the woods.

Mel reported seeing a black light emit from the hole at night for short periods of time. For what purpose, even Mel couldn’t figure why.

One day, Mel decided to conduct an experiment. He took a live…

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A Modest Refusal

Tired of breathing. What an unceasing bother, That I learned to do, proper, From the day I was born. That first breath, I realize, May have galvanized My eyes Onto their maiden voyage of cries. Sick of breathing by now. I’ve done it enough already, Haven’t I? Jesus Christ, Millions stacked on millions Of times.... Continue Reading →

Stay

It's here. The time has finally come, girlie, For you to stay in the valley. Not above it nor below. And it ain't a place that you can go. A valley that isn't lower than a peak Up whose steepness you failed to leap-- No, it's not a spot of lowliness-- Not in any sense.... Continue Reading →

Cannibrunch

Constant Learner

Not that seasoning, sir.

My bruised skin tender
requires more kneading;
pour tap water in flour,
savor salt for flavor,
lather and gather and,
batter and splatter and
make goop stick to fingers,
roll bread-sticks of gingers.

Place it in the oven
right alongside my head;
cranium cleanly cloven,
burn brain, burn bread.

Hear horror’s heating horn;
Hear hymen searing torn;
Eyeballs popping like corn;
Hair writhing in scorn
as it scorches off skull—
The fire glowers dull.

Ding!
Bon Appetit
Romp chomp stomp
Belch, quelch, squelch.

New York is famous for its bagels,
among other things—oysters too,
Ellis Island, Broadway, Times Square.
Places, places, peoples and places.
Everyone tastes different.
It’s the water that does it.

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Pluto’s Address

Terrance was known for his obsession with the Gettysburg Address. Part of the reason was egocentric; it was written on November 17th, the same as his birthday. Sure, everyone knows Lincoln delivered it on the 19th but that's not when it was conceived. "It came down from the divine to Abe's hand on the 17th,"... Continue Reading →

Hive Mind

Written and originally posted by Abe on Constant Learner. I enjoyed the concept and images of this horror flash fiction. This FFP blogger was entertained! (This story is also an apt extension of some of my reader requests for stories involving creepy insects. Keep those requests coming! ❤ ) ~~~ Allow me to share this... Continue Reading →

Arabian Arcade

The sand wasn’t cold. It was downright warm. To his sizzled feet, it was starting to feel icy the further the sun fell. Where his shoes had gone, either didn’t matter or he could not remember. Crossing the desert was his only desire. Step. Step. And each sinking, eroding step after that. He only made... Continue Reading →

Choose Your Own Scare-venture

Dear Readers, What's your favorite dark tale? Name it! Had a strange dream or weird idea? Tell me! Having an emotional fit about something lately? Describe that, too! Let me entertain you. So you've read my "About" page, yes? And you know the vibe, the theme here. I'd like you to steer this wheel for... Continue Reading →

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