I was walking alone in our garden. I heard a whisper.
Short short story for this Halloween! 🎃
The first thing you asked were flowers.
Whatever kind, you said
No longer bothered if it’s going to be the clichéd roses, sunflowers, or daisies
He didn’t also bother to ask you
But your ready answer is “geraniums”,
You saw them in his mom’s garden
And you are contented to settle for that.
It’s not my style, he said.
They remind me of funerals, he added.
And you start wondering if your love is
Of that kind, of end, of death,
if he had lost pieces of himself.
Nevermind, you said.
THEY KEEP ASKING ME IF I WOULD DIE FOR THEM AND I KEEP ASKING WHY THEY WANT ME DEAD
“There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.”— Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
hi hi, here are some free horror readings/resources in pdf form and adjacent horror viewings as seen in the curriculum for the miskatonic institute of horror studies’ course on theorising horror.
- the american nightmare: horror in the 70s, robin wood ; deathdream, dir. bob clark, 1974
- horror and the monstrous-feminine: an imaginary abjection, barbara creed ; possession, dir. andrzej zulawski, 1981
- when the woman looks, linda williams ; ju-on, dir. takashi shimizu, 2002
- her body, himself: gender in the slasher film, carol j. clover ; hell night, dir. tom desimone, 1981
- bodies of fear: the films of david cronenberg, steven shaviro ; rabid, dir. david cronenberg, 1977
- why horror?, noël carroll ; horror and art-dread, cynthia freeland ; cropsey, dir. barbara brancaccio, 2009
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“For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you”
— Don McLean, Vincent