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A Thin Ocean
A world passes by in refracted blurs of color and shadowThis world I inhabit, from which I seek shelterGlass and metal keep out the rain that I love to watch but not feelThe branches high overhead an imperfect rooftop, an old house with rafters full of holesMuted gray light pooling in the spaces between the…
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Mine
They belong to me, those eyes of blue glass. Together we lay beneath the stars and trees On pillows of moss, fingers intertwined We share a single heartbeat. Her hair splays across fallen leaves Pale cheeks frozen in the night air A smile on my lips as I reminisce Thinking of her When I’ve had…
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She Went On
I am awake in this dream worldWhere the days are colored by liquid shadowThe nights sing softly of what lives beyondBehind each door a world of desolation beckonsWindows reflect shades of purple and silverOne walks on, key in hand, searching for the way throughPathways crumble after she has passed overTired eyes mark her stepsCreatures to…
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Bal Zezar
Out of the woods they came, drunk on their desire for the sabbath. From all directions they came, heeding the call of the black hill. Across the fallow lands they came, leaving behind them a wake of death, the land shuddering beneath footsteps that carried them forth toward Bal Zezar. The hill, raised by the…
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An Introduction
Here is a place to offload the stories, poems, and other bits of writing that pile up in my Documents folder. I doubt there will be much order, structure, or flow from each post to the next. Whether you only browse for a minute or decide to stay, I’m grateful that you found me here.…
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