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CHAOS THEORY featured on Daily Dead

Long time no see, boils and ghouls! Smucky’s been having a busy spring. We have a great piece of news for you, though – DAILY DEAD… 35 more words


The Girl Who Wasn't There

As any distinction between the days and nights had started to fade, I realised that I needed to change.  I had tried this tactic before with a bottle of wine, but it compounded the situation further and my creative mind had bricked itself into a corner and was starting to panic that it hadn’t been missed. 379 more words


Evidence of Imagination

These halls have long been silent Suspended in a sleep
Memory threads through every wall
The air whispers of deciet

Now you have returned
But the dead are hard to wake… 90 more words


Of the senses

Nostalgia persists
soft as velvet,
sad as lace
sweet and intoxicating
as your scent sliding down my spine.

Photography & words: Diana Marin
Model: Zoey Li
Location: St Georges’ Fields

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Butterflies spiralled in silver –
petals sleeping on the floor
Eternally moved, I quiver-
Tenderly pressed against the door.


Photography & words: Diana Marin… 39 more words

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The Grandfather Clock

There was an old grandfather clock in Lisa’s gradmother’s house. It didn’t work but Grandma liked how it looked. She used it to jam pictures of her grandkids between the wooden edges. 635 more words


Home and Hospital for the Incurables

Gothic institution, high on island hill.

Oceans of ink. A sky entirely of quill.

The Warden’s keys jangle alarmingly in the lock.

She punches in, signalling day’s beginning on the clock. 843 more words