Before the Altar, We Pray (a poem)

Before the altar, we pray
To gods of the forest-night
They hear us in our anguish

Remove us from televised carnage
And mass murder of dreams
In America, nothing is as it seems

We trek to the forest at nightfall
By light of neon and longing
It smells of fire-smoke and dust

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Where Does the Eternal Lie? (a poem)

Where does the eternal lie?
Some things can’t be seen with the eyes,
Like infinite doom-loops in my mind
And the everlasting disguise of
Angels and demons

The deity is malicious; he crushes me
Between endless surging waves
On undying shores of violence;
Where does the eternal lie?

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A Blazing Light in the Woods (a poem)

A blazing light in the woods
From where did it come?
Light speed it easily exceeds
Then I heard a loud thump

From where did it come?
This brilliant, mysterious light
Then I heard a loud thump
Everything was bathed in white

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The Woods of Wesbour (flash fiction)

Here’s a piece of fantasy flash fiction about a magical woods and environmental destruction. It’s about 600 words and has an estimated reading time of 2 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!

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Liminal Spaces (a poem)

What is this enchanted place?
You look as though you’re my killer
But no, you’re the savior of those
Lost to tendrils of dark philosophy

When I saw imprints of the Psalms
Tattooed on your grizzled face,
I knew straight away you’d save
Me from this god-forsaken place

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On the Road to Tennessee (a poem)

On the road to Tennessee
Driving the highway for miles
Listening to music, feeling carefree
Rachel and I are all smiles

We’re surrounded by mountains
Driving through Shenandoah Valley
We stop in Knoxville’s downtown
The road trip makes us happy

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Fever Dreams (a poem)

I wake in a cold sweat
Another fever dream, it seems
Before the dawn of innocence
And the theft of the ancient city –
As above, so below, that’s how
The stories of old always go

I dreamt of my father, his weary
Face, as he robbed the temple
And flipped over tables
Of the money-changers,
Like a backwards Jesus,
Taking gold coins and shoving them
In tattered pockets of lore

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Can the Aliens See Me? (a haibun)

I shine a light in the midnight sky, a signal for extraterrestrials. Of course, my signal is crude – just a standard flashlight – but I’m hoping I catch their attention. This is, after all, the exact spot where I was abducted several years ago.

My light beams in sky
Can the aliens see me?
Hope to make contact

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