Author: Aaron Echoes August
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The Egg Roll Prophet
He looks at his watch as the clock balloons float him over the barren land But no land is completely… Read more.
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Russian Vogue
Carousel-lighted crickets sparkle like breath gone astray Birds of flight spinning the tune: It’s hard to be happy when you’ve… Read more.
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Exodus Tangier stood at the precipice of a freight train as it rushed through the night. The tracks ahead ran… Read more.
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Sometimes I don’t want anything to do with anything I feel blank The pencil tip is broken I’m in prison… Read more.
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It’s silent among the weeds of the fan whir. The sun teeters on the edge of darkness. The growing, green… Read more.
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He liberated his wounds with liquor At the bus depot on some side of Manhattan Haunted memories pipe forth from… Read more.
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An epic dawn retreats Daylight splayed Like circus knives on a wooden table Evil clowns playing finger slicing games Like… Read more.
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A cool, wet street The sound of tires splashing through the rain One lone car up the road, toward the… Read more.
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The sting of a memory’s rain Blind, blindsided, like a car crash The hurt leaps back up Like whiplash Like… Read more.
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It’s the edge of night and my eyes hurt Too much heavy looking and breathing at the world On this… Read more.
