The Strange Harvest At Hollow Creek
The Strange Harvest At Hollow Creek Autumn in the small town of Hollow Creek was a time of vibrant colors and crisp ai…
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View allA Door Below
A Door Below Lying down there like the debris of our past. Down there, we find ourselves. Left for the dead by our flaws a…
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Failing Wide
Falling Wide Had time been generous, it might have taken him back to that blemished day— when the intention was still true…
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Siege
Siege Weasel words, traitors, your raucous din inside me rattles along the stout door, the one preceding the purgatorial f…
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The Enemy Word
The Enemy Word How much burden did this word carry? Up to the time it was exhaled I should have quailed in the dearth of …
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Giorgos
Giorgos With no evidence to the contrary you, the nonesuch of perfection unequalled is your poise, at the acme of your you…
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Vanishing Weight / Pan-fried Visions / Normandy Remembrance
Vanishing Weight weight of winter vanishing in mountain streams as snowcap melts refreshing wildflowers with springs…
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Moment of Truth
Moment Of Truth My desperate need – need dire and driving My greatest angst – the recipient I name you My irremediable…
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How Not to Rear a Genius
How Not to Rear a Genius Archibald returns to his recliner. “That should keep him busy.” “What’d you give him?” Lor…
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