Category: Dystopian
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On a train Looking out a window As some other world goes rushing by Then I remember How a coffee shop smells How a hospital smells How one of those old-time Kmart stores smells The popcorn and the floor wax Cheap clothes and plastic Saddened people There’s some metallic kiddie…
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The street was wet with rain and warped neon. I stepped into a bar and lounge called Cucumber. That’s it. Just Cucumber. It was just me and my raincoat. The place was loud, and I worked my way through the nightlife haze until I found a small table. I looked…
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There was a dark, lonely road of dirt that led to a bright spot at the end. There were leaves, turned sour and clotted in the mud. The road was lined with black trees, leaning in, almost like an arch, and at the end of the road rose up a…
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The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the point of a walking stick into the ground and take a breath or two. Eyes gazing outward and around. The forest is wet and orange. The trunks of the trees…