Gaslight Ghoul

By gaslight's ghostly sheen
I tread these cobblestone streets
This quest could lead anywhere
But to death's despair
My soul knows no resistance

Haunted London is vigilant
Cold evening air
Trembles with fright
Should secrets
Like ghosts take flight

Tell, where have I been laid to rest?
Never fear one haunting less.
Content to roam amongst the dead
In even-tide's eternity I lay my head

Alexis Child hails from Toronto, Canada; horror in its purest form: A calculated crime both against the aspirations of the soul and affections of the heart. She worked at a Call Crisis Centre befriending demons of the mind that roam freely amongst her writings. She lived with a Calico-cat child sleuthing all that went bump in the night and is haunted by the memory of her cat.

She is currently signed to Nostilevo Records.

Her fiction has been featured in The House of Pain, Lost Souls, Screams of Terror, Sinistercity, SpecFicWorld.com, The Official Nephilim Site, and U.K.'s Dark Of Night Magazine. Her poetry has been featured in numerous online and print publications, including Black Petals, Blood Moon Rising, Estronomicon eZine, Eternal Haunted Summer, Death Head Grin, Midnight Lullabies Anthology, Sein und Werden, The Horror Zine, and elsewhere.

Visit her website: http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/alexischild/

Please also visit Alexis' YouTube Page for visceral spoken word poetry performances: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCg6S5u4yX73kA1ZWGnKaEBA/videos

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