Water drips through
gaps in the tangled
corrugated iron,
pools on the stage.
No silver screen,
no Gable or Lombard.
Art deco plaster, rotting and weary,
clings to a solitary wall,
the proscenium arch wondering
when the sky will fall in.
James Aitchison is an Australian author and poet. As Mike Rader, he writes horror and noir fiction and poetry. His work has twice appeared in Black Poppy Review, as well as Horror Tree (Trembling with Fear), Thriller, Akashic Books (Mondays are Murder) and many other magazines and anthologies.
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