Tag: writing
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An End to Exile
This hallucination tells me I’ve been here before something from the shadows creeping toward me, an old friend, or a lost spirit…
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Signs of Life
Listen to the stories that the walls tell in knocks and whispers out of hidden places telltale signs of life in the midst of a storm…
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Our Fatal Journey
Arise with me and walk the rain-starved lands, surrounded on our fatal journey by phantoms fallen from the stars…
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Come to the Citadel
Come all to the citadel behind walls of bone and see the roads that wind away to the edge…
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The Eyes You Gave to Me
The sea came as a visitor in the night and bore you away to a place I cannot reach…
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Not Plato’s Allegory
What I saw was madness somewhere in the flame and I heard a voice speaking to itself in riddles sipping a poison masquerading as a cure…
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City Lights
City lights out to the freefall edge down to the blackwater and an eternity of silence wandering across the salted fields and planting seeds with high hopes for the harvest…
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Along the Shore
Through the crowd a familiar face smiles and though it beckons me to sit at its table share a drink and play a hand of cards or two…
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Come Wander
Come wander with the cursed and broken through this realm of woodland music where melodies wind along paths to a ritual center…
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Maybe We’ll Dream
Maybe we’ll dream of a world together, in sleep of unending solitude, of a day when the morning sun awakens us…
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Poison in My Throat
Poison is in my throat, wild and burning yet as a dying man wandering the desert I drink from the ever-flowing fountain, never wondering if this oasis is a mirage…
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May Queen
Follow the scent of ritual deeper into obscured places past the watching eyes of a sacred few with hands raised to a smiling sky…
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The Cities We Burn
The air over this land is thick with incense vapors rising from the ancient cities we burn papyrus curling blackened in the flame…
Mitchel David Ring 