Writing

This is a sort of "Cascade 9" poem, where each line has one more syllable than the last. Created originally as a contest entry.

Beautiful Death Time grips tight, never letting you forget. Burdens create chaos within, as you lie in your bed. An end t..

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"Withering away in the cascade..."

It was an artificially sunny day in dome number four, not unlike every “summer” day. As it was, the domes simulated seasons for the sake o..

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