Welcome to the Nightmare Magazine Story podcast.

Enter freely and of your own free will.

I am your humble host, Terence Taylor,

one very much at home with the children of the night.

Stay close as my muse, the medieval D' Gola, guides us down into beautiful darkness.

In this episode before our full-length story, we have a poem, Graveyard of Butterflies,

written by Olawatomiwa, A.J.B.

And narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.

But first, a word from our sponsors.

And now, Stephen Rudnicki. Graveyard of Butterflies

By Oluwatomiwa Hajebe

In my vision, I taste happiness.

I watch the sun's dance and listen to the music of laughter. I run through a garden,

and somehow I am a child again, trying to catch butterflies. But they keep slipping through my

fingers, like happiness, like love, like everything else, I chase.

Sometimes I wonder if my depression is a result of wishing for too much.

Maybe if I lower my expectations I will be happier.

Maybe if I stopped searching, the good things will come.

Maybe if I stopped experimenting with colorful pills and sharp razors, I will find peace.

Maybe the happiness I seek in the bodies of strangers has been within me all along.

Maybe these butterflies I try to catch are all ghosts of the past, and maybe it would

be better to forget, to move on, to bury the past, to strip the butterflies of their

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