Take Your Knee

Summer rays fade and winter may raid warmth’s accomplishments under cover of darkness, draconion but not dishonest it sees Hell a frozen tundra. I can tell you the gravel road there was paved with good intentions, but it’s a succubus, fatal temptress. Though you might label me madman, the pentagram maps are beyond saving now, […]

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Novel Announcement

Today, I’m really excited, because I get to talk a bit more about the novel I’ve been working on it, which I will be releasing next year. To give some perspective, my last novel was written in 2011. It was my second full novel, neither of which would be published and are likely buried forever. […]

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It doesn’t matter what you’ve been if what you become is greater than.  In the span of seconds, the future beckons, and yesterday is lifetimes ago. In the time it takes to swallow a pill, you find a brand new fix, love notes around a brick through downtown windows.  A little bit of anarchy affixed […]

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The Dirt Below

Olfactory honesty has never quite bothered me so. Smokestack sarcophogaus that criss-crosses the lines between breaths and asphyxiation; fresh rain falling like lead pocket change, shading grass blades a deranged jaune, the dirt below life in landslide mode, but has never given uncertainty to unknowns like lately, captains abstaining from piloting sinking boats. But it’s […]

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The Infrastructure of Anger

I helped anger build a wall, a nation’s length and five kilometres tall. Lugging bricks in a wheelbarrow to where lines in compassion were drawn, and a border of brawn would loom. I conscripted those intended to be outlawed at a later date, arbitrarily assigned binary identity, one and zeros of the human interface. I […]

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World War Whatever

World war whatever;  when you have lost your center of gravity in a coordinated catastrophe, the only thing you master is fastening a seatbelt before cars crash into walls. Blessed are we you should wage our wretched prospects to join you and welcome poignant news some won’t return home at all. World war love letters,  […]

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Fake Noose

I’ve forgotten all the titles I am entitled to reject. I’ve forgotten all the storybooks I’d get lost in one weekend to the next. Yes, there was a fairy tale but it was all to no avail, thanks to villains more valued than peaceful idols. We put faith in the most maniacal of creators; is […]

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The War Orchestra

Ashes of empires in the mirror as reflections inching  nearer to cracks  surrender to  the cataracts you suffer solely in my omnipresence. Calling all  able-bodied residents of  the freedom to choose your misery, to lay down your  long-held dreams and die heroes. Kiss your children on the head, wives on the cheek and come  cross […]

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Soapbox Serenade

I used to love your stories until I saw how horribly they end; and if winners are writing history, claiming affinity for narrative, there remain inconsistencies to address. Is the Dream still a thing, or are we content to consume it all now? Is fame like cheap whisky or is everyone simply trying to water […]

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