We snake thru the glorious night,
red lights shining in angry eyes
searching for honey that’s in the
blood-fields, the tundra that’s
thawing as spring comes upon us
like hell-fire visions –
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Cold Wind (a haiku)
Cold wind blows in the
dark night, as trash cans tumble
in a lonely street
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Highway of Existence (a poem)
my body, dissolved in acid
is a fitting way for life’s end
terminate the contract of
my earthly stay
amid the snowy landscape
if you must
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Choked (a 6-word story)
Abandon Hope (a haiku)
Tick-Tock (a poem)
the ticking clock reminds me of dying,
descending into dim voids –
each second my body
devours itself
organs shift in pain
my brain pulses blood
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The Nightmare Center (a short story)
“Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.” – Sigmund Freud
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Dylan yawned, leaned back in his chair. It was another late night at the Nightmare Center, but at least he was collecting overtime. The entire year had been full of late nights, for obvious reasons. The election had peoples’ unconscious selves falling apart at the seams.
“Still here?” Amari asked, bags under her eyes.
“Unfortunately,” Dylan said. “I’m working a double.”
“It never ends.”
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Dead Garden (a poem)
watching from the fire escape
I breathe in daylight, fresh air
a blue jay lands in a dead garden
her colors brilliant & offensive
dried leaves rustling like
fading nightmares
an urge to suck in colors before me
& vomit them back out
like the Destroyer God who
crushes galaxies in his hands
(Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash)
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Screams of Harmony (a poem)
lapping waves on the shores of hell
over expanse of red clay & dust
on another planet
black buzzards circle above
pick at bloated corpses –
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The Woman at the Window (a poem)
The woman sits at the window
she’s always there, she stares
at the outside world
her sallow skin a testament to an indoor existence
terrified to leave the ivy-covered house like
a cat that fears and is fascinated by the outdoors.
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