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It’s here already.
People-eater,
Darkness unrushed,
Scary,
Licking at the blood of men, Continue reading
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Category Archives: Writing
Poem: No Internet
You don’t realize,
How much you need it,
Until the internet goes out—
And won’t come back,
No matter what you try.
Everything turns off—
Everything stops. Continue reading
Poem: Coiling Engine
Teeth-like cogs,
Churn along with might motion,
Into the void,
This endless commotion,
Shall continue,
If commerce shall,
Get its devotion. Continue reading
Poem: Don’t Look At Void
Don’t look down,
At the black hole,
The mouth of something,
Older than time,
Older than poems,
That need to at least sometimes rhyme. Continue reading
Poem: Control The World
Poem: Fire Magic
Did emotions spark it?
Or something genetic?
Heat leaks from fingers,
And steams the air,
Eyes boil but do not break,
And it’s always the start—
Of something more. Continue reading
Poem: Rock Star
Among these darkness fields weary,
Looking skyward,
Feeling life bleary,
Trudging alone hopeless liars, Continue reading
Poem: This Little Shit
From fingers crossed,
And flowing digits,
Come words of pain,
And words of prestigious,
Thoughts and concepts, Continue reading
Poem: Slurping
Flash Fiction: When Art Has More Power
The two sat in fluffy chairs on live television.
“Did I ever tell you about the time I was nauseous? It was such a surprise to me. I thought I was getting food poisoning.”
The interviewer smiled at him, but she was nervous underneath the makeup. Her producer told her it would be a good idea to interview one of the Creators, but then they gave her a horror one. Continue reading
Poem: The Most Tired
On wings of downy feathers,
Of cotton balls in brains,
Of sluggish underthought,
And not a single refrain, Continue reading
Poem: Info
If you have a secret,
That you hold near,
And dear,
You would not like to know—
His name. Continue reading
Poem: Chaos
Flickering tree line,
Wind up-ticking the grass,
A dream that consists,
Of nothing but colors,
Smeared,
Bleeding,
Purple and gold and red. Continue reading
Poem: Sparking World
Pop and whir go the brain extenders,
The little pocket protecting minds,
Full of wire and flow,
Electricity, Continue reading
Flash Fiction: Schoolyard Combat
They were pyromancers. And skeletal warriors. And gods. And mud-covered barbarians wielding magical ice swords.
They were two children with sticks. Continue reading
