Nightmare Poetry

April’s standout poems heading into Volume 23 of Dark Descent are in…

A huge congratulations to Secretgeek and dronjulie264 

🖤You both absolutely earned it—can’t wait for everyone to read your work. 😊

The old crone warns to turn away

But our journey lies along the way. 

This is the place that’s off the book. 

Where the folks all wear the Innsmouth look. 

Streets possessed by the ghosts of homes,

In the gloaming shade they rear like tombs. 

A cemetery here, a graveyard there.

No difference to any body snatcher

Where their next corpse comes from.

It could be dug up almost anywhere.

Perhaps drunken derelicts swept off

Back steps in rat-infested alleyways.

It wasn’t just down to garlic

That the vampires were defeated with ease

It was every aspect of Gallic gastronomy

But especially the excess of cheese