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    Once Dust Of Bones

    𝒯𝒽𝒢𝓉 π‘œπ“' 𝓂𝒢𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒢𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 π“ˆπ“‰π‘œπ“ƒπ‘’π“ˆΒ  π“Œπ’Ύπ“‰π’½ 𝓉𝒽𝑒 π“‰π’Ύπ’Ήπ‘’π“ˆ π‘œπ’» π“ˆπ’Έπ’Άπ“‰π“‰π‘’π“‡π‘’π’Ή π“‚π‘œπ“π’Ήπ“ˆπ‘’π’Άπ’Έπ’½ π‘œπ“ƒπ‘’ 𝒢 π’»π‘œπ“ˆπ“ˆπ’Ύπ“ π“‡π‘œπ’Έπ“€ π‘œπ’» π’Άπ‘”π‘’π“ˆΒ  π‘œπ“ƒπ’Έπ‘’ π’Ήπ“Šπ“ˆπ“‰ π‘œπ’» π’·π‘œπ“ƒπ‘’π“ˆπ‘”π’Άπ“‰π’½π‘’π“‡π’Ύπ“ƒπ‘” π“‚π‘œπ“ˆπ“ˆ π“‰π’½π“‡π‘œπ“Šπ‘”π’½ π’»π’Ύπ“ƒπ‘”π‘’π“‡π“ˆΒ  π“Œπ’Ύπ“‰π’½π‘œπ“Šπ“‰ 𝒢 π“Œπ‘œπ“‡π’Ή 𝒢 π’½π’Άπ“Šπ“ƒπ“‰π’Ύπ“ƒπ‘” π“‡π’½π“Žπ“‰π’½π“‚π“π’Ύπ“ˆπ“‰π‘’π“ƒπ’Ύπ“ƒπ‘” π“‰π‘œ π‘”π‘œπ‘œπ’Ή π“‰π’Ύπ“‚π‘’π“ˆ π“‡π‘œπ“π“Β  π‘œπ“ƒπ’Έπ‘’ π’Ήπ“Šπ“ˆπ“‰ π‘œπ’» π’·π‘œπ“ƒπ‘’π“ˆ

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    Not A Moon

    From the poet's ink it begins to rise- not a moon, but a cyclops eye, bleaching the green from the leaf.And then,there are no longer trees.Just a hunched back embryo,waiting for Genesis- leaching the warmth from the stone.Grinding a...

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    Just Another Ripple

    The smell of tar was thicker now, a bitter perfume that was becoming his final memory. Shane DuBois wondered if she would miss him. The dame with the eyes like a two-way mirror and a story that had more...

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    Scratching My Back

    a breath on a cold window panethe rustle of a turning pagewith the absence of silence at 3 a.m.a murmur meant only low humof old pipes in the wall squeaking easylike dust motes in my lair seen only in...

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    Whispers Grow Louder

    In the heart of an ancient, crumbling mansion, the pendulum swung with an ominous rhythm, casting long, twisted shadows that danced upon the cold stone floor. The air was thick with the stench of decay and the silence was...

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