Lamar Wiggins

Joined February 2021

316 stories

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Creative writer in the Northeast US who loves the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry.

"Life is Love Experienced" -LW

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For the love of sculpting❄️
A solitary wanderer waits patiently for his moment to become purpose... * my mind drifts between now and when as I rake crackling remnants into mounds of
By Lamar Wiggins2 months ago in Poets
Tethered Nights. Top Story - November 2025.
Luna... Forgive my absence, dear wanderer, maker of night shadows, queen of the sunless sky... I have rightfully stolen a moment from
By Lamar Wiggins2 months ago in Poets
Snapshots
i keep mental souvenirs in mental scrapbooks i loathe to cherish. each page, another attempt at closing the deal; yet being the ‘victor’ is a title
By Lamar Wiggins2 months ago in Poets
Labyrinth
To live past midnight, you must find the antidote... before they find you.
By Lamar Wiggins2 months ago in Poets
Nyctophobia
nor sun or bright light, will mask the ultimate fear... of closing one's eyes *** nyc·to·pho·bia: (Noun) fear of the dark
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
Lestat ll
dark nightmares are but a lascivious gateway to thy growing thirst...
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
The Doppelgänger ▌│█║▌║▌║ ║▌║▌║█-𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝙲𝚞𝚝-. Top Story - October 2025. Content Warning.
Marcus recklessly jumps over logs and ducks under branches running through the moonlit forest. He’s desperate to find a way out of this nightmarish trap. Thoughts of guilty try to distract him from the task at hand. Only the determination to escape overrides the freshly engraved images circulating his mind.
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Fiction
Spliced
lycan lore implores skeptic minds to seek shelter... full moon rises soon
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
The smallest evil
She stares her way deep into my mind. I can feel... what was i saying! Photo by Nathan Dumloa on unsplash
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
The Devil Inside
skin-crawling voices— death's cunning breaks the will of weak human puppets…
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
Unhinging the grudge
you thought divorce would get rid of me...you can’t hide I know where you sleep
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets
Rattle in my ears
the bite was quick, death now racing to the kill switch eyes begin to blur
By Lamar Wiggins3 months ago in Poets