Near Matches
Ignore Exact
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I am the one hiding under your bed; teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
Not Too Near
March of the Monsters
An open letter to the chosen one
The Nightmare Before Christmas
An Open Letter to the Boogeyman
The Monster in the Cupboard
In Los Angeles, something is always burning
Joey's Night Out
Mi Esposa Supermercado
The air feels brittle
Crazy People Always Think I'm the Sweetest Guy
Heat finds a way to rise somehow
Elisa's Monsters
If your wish be to close me
Starling, you were right. I am the jealous kind.
Everything2 Decaversary Interviews: Evil Catullus
i don't fit under the bed anymore
Animals can smell fear
teeth for eyelids
When the lilacs were in bloom
I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Love poem from the monsters under my bed
Simple syrup
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