These spooky and delicious Witch Hat Chocolate Cupcakes are one of my favorite recipes I have ever made. The cupcakes are light, fluffy, and perfectly balanced by a hint of added espresso.
Posts published in “Creative Space”
Our footsteps echoed against the asphalt, cutting through the windy night. Halloween was always meant to be lively. Now, the campus was eerily quiet.
‘Twas the night before the first day, when all throughout Stevens
Not an exam was stirring, not for any reasons;
The dorms were full with freshmen with hopes,
With thoughts that Farvardin would soon show them the ropes;
The buildings were cleansed of any chance of COVID,
While teachers were preparing to be devoted;
And The Stute in their office, with printing ready,
Had just prepared their first issue for publication already,
When over campus there arose such a clatter,
The Stute sprang from their office to see what was the matter.
Stevens has been in an uproar since the stunning realization that the as-of-yet unopened University Center towers are dreadfully, hair-raisingly, nail-bitingly, seat-twistingly, head-achingly, stomach-churningly, spine-chillingly haunted.
For the Nights of Light Blazed with Fire
War for Survival is due every day
For Blades of Perseverance need to be Sharper than String
Dreams for Peace is a Distant Spring
For the War is Long and Fight is on the Bay
I wish to see you at the other End of the Day
For the Victories that line up, there are Bodies to be Laid
For the Losses that are Amassed, there’s Solace in Fate
Gaps in your fingers are mine to fill
Rules that I’ll break for you are for the world to bill
Roads that lie before us aren’t some run of the mill
Baby, you and I together, we are going for the kill
Green is intoxicating,
But green is also toxic.
The color of life,
And the tint of arsenic.
A shade so perplex,
It invokes envy,
But also shines like emeralds
Burnt and warm,
the Sun.
A jelly Saturn,
a starburst flavored Mars,
cosmic devotion of the moon to me.
Pluto playing poker,
Neptune swimming in space,
shooting stars of twilight.
Keeping Up – Rohan Waghere
For the Nights of Light Blazed with Fire
War for Survival is due every day
For Blades of Perseverance need to be Sharper than String
Dreams for Peace is a Distant Spring
For the War is Long and Fight is on the Bay
I wish to see you at the other End of the Day
For the Victories that line up, there are Bodies to be Laid
For the Losses that are Amassed, there’s Solace in Fate
Colin K vs.
a fraud, a liar, a cheat, a deceit
names Y’all gave me until I showed you receipts
bent my knee and followed the law
all this agony within democracies claw
rise not else they’ll smack your jaw
will someone rise and just fix the flaw
worlds a better place is a nice faux pau
my kid grew up and just saw what he saw
difficult it be getting run from banks paw
while rich be getting richer and the applause