#horrortry

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Photo of me performing at horror poetry night

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Unhaunted by Dante Novario

Nimrod International Journal, 2022

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GHOST POEM HAUNTED HOUSE POEM GHOST POEM WOOO

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Prayers to the Shower Drain by Dante Novario

Peaking Cat Literary, 2021

Link - https://peekingcatliterary.co.uk/dante-novario-prayers-to-the-shower-drain

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A Prisoner in a Cage Somewhere by Dante Novario, 

Ghost City Press, 2020

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A Prisoner in a Cage Somewhere by Dante Novario,

Ghost City Press, 2020

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Porridge

Porridge, porridge.

It’s all that I eat.

I eat from my head right down to my feet.

“Why do I do this?”, you may ask in surprise.

It’s simple! I will become a disguise!

Well, you are what you eat. Or that’s what they say,

Yet try as I might, my plan will not play.

And I’m stuck in the fray,

Eating porridge all day.

But wait! It is working!

It’s my lucky day!

My feet to my head, my head to my feet.

All I ate had been porridge, that’s all that I eat.

Now my feet are not feet and my head isn’t there.

All I see are some feet, but they’re not mine, I swear!

They’re furry and brown, so I think it’s a bear...

And now it’s just... OW!

“Stop right now! Let me go! Put me down, I say!

A bear shouldn’t treat a person such way!”

But it cannot hear me, and I realize why.

I’m not a person, but food, and I’m going to die.

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The Bedtime Encounter

It sneaked

And it slunk

And it slid all around

In the darkness and shadow

It made not a sound

‘Round the bend of a corner

And under the door

It went in my bedroom

It came in while I snored

It climbed onto the bed

And I opened my eyes

But I woke up too late

To an unpleasant surprise