Author: Aaron Echoes August
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The Tomatoes of Oz
The doorbell rang at dusk The old woman came bearing fruit She held three tomatoes in tired hands One was the size of a softball The other two she cradled like bloated testicles They came from her very own garden and she beamed with pride I had to accept the gift, for it would be Read more
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Roswell 1969
The low machine hum of the big, big city is entrenched in gaslight dawn. The birds and the killers are mum, waiting for the razor light of god’s heart to percolate and breed as the handmade souls rise, wash and run. And it was a hot day in the desert, a blowtorch sky was blowing Read more
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Velour Beans
Velour Beans hid deep in The Garden of Carrots in Laos. His uniform was made of unicorn fur and torn. The remnant war bombs in the wet, green Earth cornered him into a basket of worry and long-lost wonder. Code name bath and bask and the tribulations of mind grains… The gongs in the hills Read more
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This Obtrusive Dimension
An ice-cold sugar cookie sun glosses over the lonely bones Of a world derived from godly madness and space dust A sepia depression dawn shimmer of light The people of the world are shapeless and seemingly gone Lost within the confines of selfishly habitual minds The curvature of humanity has snapped like a summer-weathered animal Read more
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Misguided Missiles and Paper Turkeys
Welcome the pilgrims with a pellet gun and a lava lamp kiss. See Hannah cut her finger with a pair of scissors whilst she creates a paper turkey from a paper plate and construction paper the colors of autumn dust. See the missiles rain from the sky, each tattooed with a patriotic emblem stating “Goodbye…… Read more

