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Big-Toe Dip in The Waters of Spillwords

“Be humble, for you are made
of dung.
Be noble, for you are made
of stars.”

~ Serbian Proverb

Until today, I’ve been only a reader at Spillwords, where I’ve had the honor to read
outstanding literature. And the awareness that such a place existed only came
about because of the fantastic WordPress community’s writers, who get published
there often.

You know who you are: I see you excitedly announcing being published at
Spillwords and so much wanted to be one of you.

So I submitted two pieces to their 13 Days of Halloween special.

Well, my pieces did NOT make the cut (not selected to the series due to an
overwhelming amount of submissions)– I totally understand. But I was blessed
to receive word that they’d publish one as part of

‘Spillwords Halloween’
#SpillwordsHalloween

Aww, to be a part of something so lovely. Thanks so dearly.

An old short story turned poem, “On Hallows’ Eve, A Nightmare,” is scheduled to be
published today, October 24th, at 2 am Eastern Time (15 minutes ago, if I’m not
mistaken) and I’d like you to lend support to that lovely publication (and me as well,
please) Thanks so much.

A doll figure crawling in a cemetery
Image by kalhh from Pixabay

Read at your own risk:
This nightmare
is still roaming the universe.
Try not to catch this scare

Here’s a preview:

At the howling, Meg shots up, eyes peeled into the gelid air
urgently straightens, hands flutter, outstretched,
in her ears, her heartbeats pound loud
choking, she stumbles toward the wall

“Ouch,” she moans, dropping to her buttocks,
and to the pain, she waives for awhile
woozy, too sick to fight its clawed grips
her starched fingers search long

Resigned, she drags her bottom on the hard floor,
but cold fingertips inform: into the air she probes.
“Where’s-the-wall,” she quakes. “This can’t be happening!”
her eyes search the nightmare in vain
the howls grow louder and nearer now
slumped on the floor, she caves into her wobbly middle
as the rest of her beats ooze out

She applies pressure to the rip on her foot & changes….

arachnid close up cobweb connection
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

My lovelies, won’t you please continue reading at spillwords?
Thanks so much.
And if this fails to scare you,
I hope it makes you smile.
#iWishYouMiracles

The first Image by Ian Lindsay from Pixabay 
the second Image by kalhh from Pixabay
the spider web photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

And now I’m trying to make good with the link they provided me. If the first one doesn’t
take you directly to the site, please try the second one. Thanks most sincerely.

https://spillwords.com/category/halloween/

The link to it once published:

Crinoline Days

I had to make an unexpected hop-over in Tokyo today Monday, so I’m away from my
computer. Will adjust later if the links don’t work. Thank you for understanding and
being here. I wish you miracles.

Selma Martin
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This Post Has 26 Comments

  1. rajkkhoja October 24, 2022 Reply

    Very nice write you post. Beautiful share link.

      1. rajkkhoja October 26, 2022 Reply

        Most welcome, Selma!

  2. Sadje October 24, 2022 Reply

    Congratulations Selma.

  3. sgeoil October 24, 2022 Reply

    Congratulations! I will pop over to Spillwords to finish reading.

    1. Selma Martin October 25, 2022 Reply

      You’re sweet. Thanks so much. 😘 🎃 so appreciative my friend. Xo

  6. Ellie Thompson October 25, 2022 Reply

    Many congratulations, Selma. A great poem so far – I will continue to read further at Spillwords. Thanks for sharing thus far. Xx 💗💞💗

    1. Selma Martin October 25, 2022 Reply

      I know…
      I’m taking this consolation prize as the big win. 🏆
      It is for me. 👸
      Thanks for the congratulatory message, Jeff. Bless you. xoxo

  8. Sonia Dogra October 25, 2022 Reply

    Hearty Congratulations, Selma. Read at my own risk, haha, and enjoyed this spooky ride.

    1. Selma Martin October 25, 2022 Reply

      😜 you read at your own risk. And still try not to catch that runaway nightmare Meg flung out, ninja-style, into the universe. 😆
      Thanks for the message. XoXo 🏆

  9. D. Wallace Peach October 26, 2022 Reply

    Oooh. That gave me the chills, Selma. I loved the tight pov that offered only glimpses and the evolving reveal of just who, or what, Meg was. Great Halloween peom.

    1. Selma Martin October 31, 2022 Reply

      Hi, D. So glad to hear your thoughts on this one. I appreciate you. Happy Samhain. I bless you. XoXo

  10. Cindy Georgakas October 28, 2022 Reply

    Congratulations Selma on your halloween publication. Sooo awesome!!! 💗

    1. Selma Martin October 28, 2022 Reply

      So happy to hear you say. Thanks, sweetie. XoXo

  11. Sunra Rainz November 11, 2022 Reply

    Congratulations, Selma! What a great Halloween write! I loved the last stanza especially and these lines:

    “Patting her forehead with vigor, she ninja-flings
    the terrible dream into the universe” – a wonderful image!

    <3

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