Indefinite, she rises A sombre shade of grey Melancholy by her movements Spectral by the day Licking at the sunset She pokes the dawn away This ghost is acting strangely This ghost of Anna-May
A charcoal wash, her paintbrush In gloaming, she will pray To those willing to hear her To listen to what she’ll say For screaming’s not so fearsome In a misting winter bay Where she leads the dead from water As they set their feet on clay
To fear her, is to see her Unadulterated fay She who walked amongst us Now drifts here to betray The ones who marked her passing The ones who sparked foul play But most of all once lovers This man who writes to pay
I’m a lucky fella when it comes to having work published and rarely say anything about it, but this magazine deserves recognition. For anybody interested in Gothic Fiction, Love Letters to Poe is a beautifully constructed online magazine dedicated to its titular writer. With stories to read and a podcast to listen to (Yes, I’m on it reading my story, though I’m not quite sure how that happened) and even merchandise to purchase, it really is a sensory treat.
We mere mortals may only put our own twists on Poe’s particular stylings, but I like to think the results are good. Sara Crocoll Smith, the magazine’s editor, has an eye for a story and there’s plenty to choose from. I’m thrilled to appear in the latest issue fresh out for Christmas and am leading the magazine off. I hope you enjoy.
My story, The Human in Me – By Richard M. Ankers, concerns a fellow who having replaced his dead wife with something else realises he may have got more than he bargained for.
Please find below a link to the Love Letters to Poe Podcast. Here you’ll find a selection of stories read by their writers and available for saving/subscribing in most good Podcast apps etcetera.
PS. To one and all if I don’t see you before, please have a lovely and safe Christmas. This year’s going to be very different to normal but I hope you can still enjoy it.
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