Tag Archives: Angela Yuriko Smith

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Games We Play by Angela Yuriko Smith The pieces gleam in the moonlight, each figure holding the weight of battle, and the potential for blood. I sit across from you, silent, and slide my … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! I’ve Lived Through Worse, or The Most I’ve Paid for Lunch in Spokane by Angela Yuriko Smith There was that one time I lay staring at the plastic skinned, faux wood paneling in your … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! She Turns, or How Dangerous Lies Make Dangerous Women by Angela Yuriko Smith She turns away, the dethroned Queen, sidestepping the blame with a grace reminiscent of the lioness pre-pounce, robes adorned with patterns … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Perpetual Snow Days, or While We Were Doomscolling by Angela Yuriko Smith When Hell freezes over, as my grandad used to say, and as a kid in the sweltering, bone melting hotpot of inferno … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Critical Bird Song, or The Rising Costs of Beachfront by Angela Yuriko Smith The birds played a dirge upon the wires, a last mournful tune for the forest, for the meadows, for the world. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! All Things Rise by Angela Yuriko Smith The tide brings them up. Some dark things walk in the sun. Shadows are rising. . The spirits are whispering to me… from the sea they speak … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Back After this Short Break by Angela Yuriko Smith I did all the things you told me to I paid in gold for digital glamor. You consumed my joy and left me empty Until … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Gatekeeper by Angela Yuriko Smith They thought they could hold me with enchantment, trapped in iron and reduced to ornamentation… a trifle barely noticed, some thing to knock around, knock down knock up. They thought … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! My Heart is a Train Saw by Angela Yuriko Smith My heart is a train saw. . I am not your damsel in distress, trembling in white dress, hanging on your words, dying to … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge! You Deserve the Best by Angela Yuriko Smith A Public Service Announcement: Witches don’t need cauldrons.Black and brooms not required.No cat under a full moon, no cackleno eye of newt, no wart of toad.No … Continue reading →