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Stop,
children, what’s that sound?
Why
it’s the dead clawing their way through rotten coffin and distended
earth, flesh falling fr..
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Demonic dolls dripping acid drops into
microdots for
Barbaric bogans to create chaotic
commotion,
A telekinetic serial killer, a
spine-chilli..
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An literary email experiment among friends.
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The
blood laps at my feet,
Skeletal
remains in the sand,
The
anatomy is all wrong but
“We’ve
discovered a new species!” she s..
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Day
Light.
An
ashen heart is mounted ceremoniously upon a bare, brick wall.
Above,
a Cathode Grey sky, below, barely tended grass.
The
ha..
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A
cemetery pauses in an autumnal forest wherein the tears of a
Thousand
cats create dew in the absence of leaves.
A
small boy of no partic..
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Prose Poem.
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The trials & tribulations of hospitality.
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Sorrow, seen in a
teardrop haunts my waking; a wellspring of lies.
The nocturne,
stretched cold over a surreal palette, courses its way throu..
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Inspired by William Blake's Marriage of Heaven * Hell.
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