First of all, I'd like to get this out of the way ( Read more... )

Millions of years ago the first ( Read more... )

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I am of the morning and the night: schooled. IT is a pasty treat I eat, feeding reluctantly on the entrails of memorizations and bits off Marxist dialogue. "When the naturalness of oppression, the seedy veiled bits of exploitation have all floated down, then to what do we all crawl ( Read more... )

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It was a walk into water. The snow fell glazingly on all sides, freezing the unstable time of just past the new year. I had warmed my soul some with the sucking of sin juice, and rum ( Read more... )

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I's got's me some ActioN tonight!

-S.

note: this is not an performing arts pun.

In that other tongue, of what ( Read more... )

I heard a crow, crow today. I have
listened to the whistling whirl of
morbid forget. I have changed the
miscued cards of lines I have not said,
and deeds undone.

Did you murmur a song of me, today?
A melody fully formed forward to your lips?
Or I am just paradise:
a dream of a cloud
without a place to frown
on.
I heard a crow, crow today;

.S.