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June 8, 2012


The Attic

by Jazzi Ryan Ranes

Dark and empty spaces,

forlorn and grimacing faces,

shadows in the attic,

in and out like static…


A treasured box over there,

cobwebs hanging everywhere,

wavering, pale flashlight beam,

something moves and I stifle a scream!


This attic a forgotten ancient place,

full of memories, full of grace…

my steadying hand reveals

what is hidden,

only to find this place…

mouse ridden.


I would like the attic room please.


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  1. Jun 9 2012

    I love this! Brilliant! I used to do paranormal investigation and this brought back some chilling and some sentimental memories. I love your blog.

  2. Jun 9 2012

    As usual, nice imagery. Gotta think about that book, dear. 🙂


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