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Prince Hawkwind of Leafdom stood alone in his private garden. He looked down at the stone pathway. The spaces between… Read more.

The Velvet Devil

Exodus Tangier stood at the precipice of a freight train as it rushed through the night. The tracks ahead ran… Read more.

They even had a Keurig on his crotch At the funeral Where someone thought it would be special To set… Read more.

Flittering filth and glass lenses. The dais waits under fuzzy white light. The podium is propped. The whole of the… Read more.

Then appears in low dramatic light: A TV screen of liquid green. The sprawling appendages of a tree in a… Read more.

They sit atop a high and grassy hill of polished green that looks down upon a simple valley with a… Read more.

The taste of internal bleeding is that of metal, iron precisely. He feels it running down his insides, a reminder… Read more.

The psycho cookie man sat at a table and stared out the window. The noise of the others and the… Read more.

The building is encased in snowfall 17 stories, row upon row of windows A yellow-green light spills forth The world… Read more.

The leafless trees are dark against a pale blue sky Men down in the city are raging About crowds, costs,… Read more.

A willow chancellor in concrete gloves walks the path that meanders from the school, through the forest, and finally reaches… Read more.

A spiritual anthropologist sat in a diner in the city on a rainy Thursday morning. He looked out the large… Read more.