 Title: Lipstick Red Neon
Red, red neon Those dark tunnel hallways Those psychedelic dreamscapes Breathing breath takers Give me goosebumps as I sweat Walk by whispers wisp past my hair Red, red neon Barely lit street corners Those inside pockets pass Those worlds of rhythm dance out of car windows Dirty street corners that rot and laugh But there I stand I stand I stand Red, red neon A forever night that will not see sunlight That moonlit sky speaks in another tongue Those lights are different inside the dark Lipstick cheeks behind windows This world of one and only nights Written by Stephanie Evelyn aka Sterp
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I am Sterp. I write dark fiction and have a very unhealthy obsession with disturbing narratives. I am the author of The Cult Called Freedom House: Sophia Rey Book One. My short story The Lost Tea Cup is in Issue 26 of The Literary Hatchet. I am also a painter. HORROR PODCASTS I LOVE
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