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Read MoreThe glint, with a flicker from the corner of its eye, the palmetto bug do, with long antennae tasting the mahogany with no scurry to fear... treading lightly leaving no footprints, across the horizon of the Fata Morgana. Looking...
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Read More“I don't feel pain, I don't feel alive, yet no angels in the bright moonshine.” The lady of sorrow confided to herself aloud in a whisper. One so delicate, it could vanish like flying dust should she be loud. But she was standing stoically at...
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The opening lines set a fragile, haunting mood that carries through the poem beautifully.
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Read MoreThe shelf life of insomnia is forever on tap, a fresh pull from the keg of midnight when all other bars have closed. Collecting of cold crumbs of minutes, salvaged from the table of time that was already set...
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Read MoreThe cockroach wore a wedding dress when it crawled into my ear. Silk train dragging like a tongue across concrete, antennae twitching in Morse code—"help me, help me, help me"—until my skull hummed with the arrhythmia of its tiny...
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Oh my goodness this is a twisted tale. very interesting.
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Thank you, Kia. I had to use the “Help Line,” for color assistance.
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Pretty cool, Daniel. I like the visions that it creates easily for the reader. With an artistic flair of course.