#field of skulls

[apoemaday]

Field of Skulls

by Mary Karr

Stare hard enough at the fabric of night,    and if you're predisposed to dark — let’s say    the window you’ve picked is a black postage stamp you spend hours at, sleepless, drinking gin after the I Love    Lucy reruns have gone off — stare

like your eyes have force, and behind any night’s taut scrim will come the forms    you expect pressing from the other side.    For you: a field of skulls, angled jaws and eye-sockets, a zillion scooped-out crania.    They’re plain once you think to look.

You know such fields exist, for criminals roam your very block, and even history lists    monsters like Adolf and Uncle Joe who stalk the earth’s orb, plus minor baby-eaters    unidentified, probably in your very midst. Perhaps    that disgruntled mail clerk from your job

has already scratched your name on a bullet — that’s him    rustling in the azaleas. You caress the thought, for it proves there’s no better spot for you than here, your square-yard of chintz sofa, hearing    the bad news piped steady from your head. The night    is black. You stare and furious stare,

confident there are no gods out there. In this way,    you’re blind to your own eye’s intricate machine    and to the light it sees by, to the luck of birth and all    your remembered loves. If the skulls are there — let’s say they do press toward you against night’s scrim — could they not stare with slack jawed envy at the fine flesh that covers your scalp, the numbered hairs,    at the force your hands hold?

[aaronshattuck]

Slaying the field.

[onebluebookworm]

31 Days of Literary Spookiness: Poetry Edition - October 17

Art by Dragan Bibin

“Field of Skulls” by Mary Karr

Stare hard enough at the fabric of night,   and if you're predisposed to dark—let’s say   the window you’ve picked is a black postage stamp you spend hours at, sleepless, drinking gin after the I Love   Lucy reruns have gone off—stare like your eyes have force, and behind any night’s taut scrim will come the forms   you expect pressing from the other side.   For you: a field of skulls, angled jaws and eye-sockets, a zillion scooped-out crania.   They’re plain once you think to look.

[nataliedecorsair]

If you are polite and courteous, the spirits will kindly agree to take a picture for you - and other spooky arts I drew this year >:) Most of the arts are taking place in Heather's world, including the gambling scene (don't look under the table...) The last art is another awkward monster art and you can find the backstory here Previous spooky & Heather's world art post is here (you can see some recurring characters throughout the art) More Mari Lwyd (who is a Welsh spirit and is being a "crossover" in my art) is here P.S. - bonus points to you if you can find all the hidden frogs 🐸

[boyhaunts]

field of skulls / mary karr.

[madcat-world]

Living Field - Alexey Egorov

[dead-dogs-still-fetch]

A Trip to the Field Museum

Some past photos from my previous trip to the Field Museum last year during a free day. The museum has an amazing collection of specimens and fun temporary exhibits. The one they were hosting when we visited was the Blood Suckers exhibit.

The museum offers free admission days serval times a month for residents or students in Illinois.

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

[rambler-in-limbo]

When Fake Peppino got defeated infront of that giant crowd, did some clones think they might've had a chance on taking him on after seeing him get his ass kicked by Peppino?

Only for a moment.

[theangrycomet]

Giacomo looks like Grimsley and Guzma did a DBZ Fusion

Edit: Correction, Giacomo looks like Grimsley, Guzma, and Wikstrom did a DBZ Fusion

[chloekphotography]

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[llamagoddessofficial]

~~Tilikum Chapter 9~~

You visit Blue... and Skull makes a trade.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Cambodia, between 1975 and 1979, in just 4 years it is estimated that 1.7 million were killed by dictator Pol Pot (1925-1998)

*  Skulls of Khmer Rouge victims

[raceweek]

extremely hot take... I dont think alex going back to red bull is the absolute worst thing in the world (and I would actually prefer it over a merc move)

my thoughts have been known to align with yours although i change my mind every twelve to fourteen minutes about the situation. nevertheless

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Every frickin day of my life I mourn the fact that Luzu wasn't able to consistently log onto the QSMP. I mourn the friendships he could've built with people from Day 1, the changes to the story that would've come from it, and I mourn the fact that most fans don't know how insanely good Luzu is at roleplaying, and creating fascinating yet tragic stories.

[lettherightrobin]

the killing fields

vhs, 2002