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Our Family of Pain

Jesse Knott October 31, 2021 January 4, 2022Plays, Prose, and Poems Dark, Life, Morbid, Poetic, Prose, Sorrowful 0

Life keeps slipping awaywe are the lost and the abused,fired, forgotten, beaten, and broken. Forget all the dreams of days gone,you’re left in the rut of reality,never to see the day,never to sleep the night, One last fix, it’s all you need,the slide of the blade,the blast of the sulfur,bring…

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Sitting in the dark

Jesse Knott September 1, 2017 September 1, 2017Plays, Prose, and Poems Dark, Life, Poetic, Sad, Sorrowful 0

Sitting in the dark, it’s hard to see the shadows. Watching so intently, forever waiting for the signs to be there. I play out the dreams in my mind, Watching the dance, seeing the shadows take form. The dreams are nightmares, terrors that haunt my day. Things to reach for,…

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The Nightmare (rev 2)

Jesse Knott August 5, 2017 August 7, 2019Short Stories Dark, Death, Dreams, Morbid, Prose 0

No one can remember exactly when it all began, but the consensus seems to be about 2 weeks ago. We all know what happened, or at least we all have a theory of what happened. Two weeks ago, a Tuesday evening, just like any other Tuesday that had ever been.…

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The Itch…

Jesse Knott August 4, 2017 August 27, 2017Plays, Prose, and Poems Dark, Ironic, Morbid, Prose 0

It’s a normal summer day, the sun is out, and the weather is entirely too hot for Bob, sitting in front of the computer, he contemplates what to do. “Should I write a story? Perhaps a poem?”. Sitting in a state of frustration he scratches thoughtfully at the side of…

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