m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


—she wrote

—she wrote

the feeling has simply arrived…

the nihilist pet goat in the room,

haughty eyes, a lying tongue,

hands shed innocent blood.

a false witness pouring out lies,

stirring up conflict. the burden,

the curse, the mark, the letter M

all over our community, always on hivemind,

a biblical constant embedded in society.

the unhealthy obsession is unethical.

fracticide. patricide. homicide. —cide.

PhDs in criminology,

Internet sleuths and true crime addicts, 

murder mystery conjurers in you;

serial. serial. serial. movies, books,

crime stories, crime dramas; look

under cover of war…rape, murder.

glamorizing every evil wiki,

romanticisig cases, a moment of silence 

…for the silenced victim. 

the lament, never to know the whole story,

never to know the whole truth

to watch it carved into other’s assumptions.

the syndrome, the hybristophilia

is dangerous. even in death

the murderer is louder than the victim.

fiction or reality, it is unhealthy.

made or born, novel or serial 

red rum, red rum is making a killing.

thou shall not committ or inspire murder

or seek pleasure in trauma entertainment.

it weighs on you! it started so simply

than repeated patterns of thoughts and fears

complete repetitive behaviors and tasks 

over and over again…emote 

more, more, more, it messes with your mind.

you can not take it back again —she wrote.


rabbit twenty-three

rabbit twenty-three

the abominable mystery

the abominable mystery