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Hag-ridden

March 17, 2016October 17, 2017 / Catherine Meyrick / Leave a comment

As I reach out to meet his kiss, my lips caress the rancid mouth of a decaying corpse. nachtmahr Heart-jarred and lucid, I stumble through sleep’s gateway. mora, mara, mahr Eyes forced open. Pinioned to my bed, I lie, terror-frozen. ag rog, subida del muerto It sits, invisible, the weight of death upon my chest. … Continue reading Hag-ridden

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night stalker

February 25, 2016October 17, 2017 / Catherine Meyrick / Leave a comment

grey evening air out of sight the sun bleeds across the sky walk quickly hurry hurry before darkness owns the streets wind whispers down deserted lanes in corners of the mind walk fast do not look back keep your shoulders straight creeping in the shadows closer closer hammering footsteps echo on the pavement do not … Continue reading night stalker

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