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Ivor Steven: Pumpkin Soup Again

April 30, 2018 // 7 Comments

    Head’s falling like an unpinned grenade. Soon ready to explode. Burying shrapnel pieces in corners of shade. Scattered like broken retina globes. Razor blades shredding memory lockets. Slivered icicles inside blurry sockets. Needles of pain. Sheets of sleet before the rain. Bloodied [Click Here & Be Scared!]

Spreading Holiday Fear

December 19, 2017 // 24 Comments

    Red Christmas   I’m bleeding a red Christmas, just like the ones I used to woe where the blood-drops glisten and demons hissin’   to scare cold kids who sleigh in the snow.   I’m bleeding a red Christmas, that’s why every Christmas song I write causes blight [Click Here & Be Scared!]