Author: Aaron Echoes August
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I had deviled the salads for far too long when the clock struck negative one. A perplexing complex of half… Read more.
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Breck Cavalier sat in a chair across from his psychiatrist and began to tell him about the woman. “As you… Read more.
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I went outside the other night to capture a photo of a very big moon and subsequently discovered this bluish… Read more.
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I ate some cake last night that tasted like cigarettes I dubbed it an ashen dump cake Even though it… Read more.
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Nerves like cornsilk on fire A plume of atomic orange Flames of blueberry stroke A billion heads collapse and sleep… Read more.
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Picking awkwardberries from the tree of life A subway car injects the city with shaking souls Human fluids in the… Read more.
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I have licorice guts. Seemingly endless balls of fire, balls of fortune telling. The osprey float. Warm coffee in the… Read more.
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Vibrato shattered shells Mortal coils unwound The dirty veil of the Earth Chokes on its own existence They are coming… Read more.
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There’s the smell of something sweet coming from the kitchen. Corn dogs. Corn bread. Corn Flakes. Cornmeal. Corn on the… Read more.
