Sam Spinelli

Joined January 2022

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Trying to make human art the best I can, never Ai!

Help me write better! Critical feedback is welcome :)

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Alone . Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Well, that was the only rule we thought really mattered. There were others. Obviously. No cooking. No sharps.
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Horror
Milton‘s Dying Reach
Milton raged down South He flung his fury up North… … some few grey rain clouds
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Air Drops . Content Warning.
Airdropped bombs and rice Both funded by the same team: Murder with bandaids *** Authors note: the whole machine is heart breaking. The US spent billions enabling a brutal and criminal military campaign that has killed non combatants and children in shockingly huge proportions. (A lot of this evil is driven blind by profit: kick backs to US based weapons industries, etc)
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Her Closet Door
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. It wasn’t a rule my father needed to tell me. It was intuitive. From the night our mother left, her closet just frightened me.
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Horror
Penetration
There was only one rule: don’t open the door… But some doors will crack open if you’re clumsy enough to bump the latch. …. And they’ll swing wide while you’re fumbling with the lock.
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Horror
Fathers of the Nephilim
They didn’t just fall… Our kind were so goddamn fine Lonely angels leapt
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Giants
Goliath is dead But his bones stand on my lawn Proud and in plastic *** *** And cool-ass song by a band I like-- "Home Depot Skeleton" by Fuzzrod!
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Spider rain
Spiderlings in droves They sail low on silver threads Eight legs per rain drop
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Cosmic indifference II
Infinite bright eyes Shining in an endless sky They do not see me *** *** Authors note: I hope this works as a stand alone. It’s also part of a themed series. If you’re interested in continuity, you can start at the beginning,
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Cosmic indifference
To the boundless skies, individuality is a gray concept *** *** I hope this works as a standalone. It’s also first in a themed series, if you’re interested in reading the continuity here’s the next one:
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
The northern lights
The northern light show Was curtained deep by storm clouds But the gales were fun
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Bat
Sun light fading fast Mosquitos drone in my ears Chow down brother bat!
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets