Prose and musing by Sam I am.
Writer of cyberpunk, dystopian fiction, and nonfiction. Plus whatever drives me at the time.
The ghosts they come.
The good the bad and the truly hideous.
Haunting our present from the past and the future.
Spoiling the moment. If we let it.
They come often this time of year. When we look in the mirror, and when we don’t.
When we least expect it.
And when we expect it most.
We can’t run from our ghosts or shadows.
They’ll seek us out:
So filled with Christmas cheer, we forget for a moment, we push the ghosts away and keep the shadows longing:
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