Haunted By Interior Ghosts

by Carly

Here, Emily Dickinson perfectly captures what it is to be trapped inside the screaming vortex one’s own depression. In the dark chamber of our mind, at once desolate yet teeming with ghouls, all… Continue reading →

The Haunting of the Dark Ages

by Carly

The Haunting of the Dark Ages A Lyrical Ballad The castle has laid dead for seven centuries, its mortar corpse unwilling to erode, The soil on its hillside bronzed with leeched blood, the… Continue reading →