Unseen

What's lurking in the darkness?

By D. Diego TorresPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

The Murderer (Der Mörder), 1914 - Ernst Ludwig Kirchner

At a house on the river upstream

Lived a neighbor of highest esteem.

Then he murdered his spouse,

Put her under the house,

An evil among us unseen.

surreal poetry social commentary sad poetry

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D. Diego Torres

Writer of nonfiction and fiction, voracious reader of great literature, fan of the horror genre. None of that pays very well, if at all, so I'm thankful for my day job as an institutional research analyst. I really love long weekends.

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