Tag Archives: Horror writing

The Flavour of Spite – Two

Posted on January 7, 2015 by Helen

In my first decade I lived in America, not the cold and ancient climes of London as I do now. My mother, Imogen’s sister Gwen, married a man named Ross who Imogen dismissively termed a ‘liberal’ as though in that … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – One

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Helen

By late afternoon the muscles along Lisa’s back were starting to ache from the exertion. There were only so many boxes you could unpack before it caught up with you. She’d been working like a machine determined to have unpacked … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – One

Posted on January 3, 2015 by Helen

The first time I saw her I wondered what her flavour would be. I was tempted to think crème brulee, for the hard, brittle shell and sweet softness within. Her pretty face was crumpled in a frown and she was … Continue reading →

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Beaten

Posted on January 2, 2015 by Helen

I gaze in this mirror but can’t see my face Something quite other has taken its place Where once there was sunshine the sky is dull grey Now that my soul has been beaten away I whispered a question, the … Continue reading →

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Welcome to the Darker Realms!

Posted on January 1, 2015 by Helen

Welcome to all, whether you have come here from my sister blog to this my poetry blog ( at http://www.helenvalentina.com ) or through some other circumstance. Today is the launch day of The Darker Realms, a blog dedicated to all … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Prelude

Posted on January 1, 2015 by Helen

  Little Lottie In love with the devil Baying at the moon Little Lottie Bride of night Sweet Sixteen in June Little Lottie’s Fragile lifespan Ending far too soon With all the bravado of the young they climbed up the … Continue reading →

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