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Stories of everything and nothing else

Time Machine

13 Jan 2023

Ghost Mints

Winter’s weight and dust galoreEyes heavy in the pain of dawncheekbones achewhiskey madness takes its tollon an ever-building mint bridge to heaven, scars, delusionsI’d be cutting the lawnif there were a lawn to cutI’d be drinking soda drops and popsif I wasn’t a ghostsuch a ghostwalking through wallswading in the stallsI might be painting the… Continue reading

Memory Scrawls, Psychological, Spillage, The Nerves, Time Machine

Creative Writing, Flash, Ghosts, Mints, Poetry, Short Fiction
11 Jan 2023

King of Dropolis

An anguished chill hurts the night kingthe moans of traffic dissect the interstatelonely bellows of travelers of midnight passageand me, well meI don’t really even know where I am, who I am, why I amsome windy, flattened palaceof stone and glass and flickering neonand I a statue filled with blood and painrolling through my nightmares… Continue reading

Confessions, Creative Writing, Dark Dreams, Poetry, Time Machine

KFC, Metropolis, Mindless, Poetry, Shopping, Writing
9 Jan 2023

Neverland

When you want to be someonebut no one knows who you really arewhen you’re living in the wormthat lives in your own bellydrinking dirtand eating poison winecrying to livelaughing to dieand everything insidevanishesand you feel likeyou’re living in a Neverlandwith a never hatand a never coatand you’ve spent every dime you ever hadwasting time strolling… Continue reading

Poetry, The Nerves, Time Machine, Writing

CPR, God, Memories, Neverland, Poetry, Writing
6 Jan 2023

The Crowns of Pluto (4.)

The trees were immense and varied, the works of genius minds and artists, somehow altered by chemical gravity to bloom quickly like a porcelain doll with animal organs. Continue reading

Favorites, Haunted Light, Other Places, Sci-Fi, Space, Time Machine, Writing

Fiction, Gardens, Pluto, Science Fiction, Space, Space Station
1 Jan 2023

Tecumah (2.)

“Seems like it was just yesterday I was sitting on your couch in your super hip Nob Hill pad looking up at the wall and admiring this painting while we got baked to oblivion. Those sure were some good times.” Continue reading

Art and Music, Fiction, Imagined and Real, Oddball, Strange, Time Machine

Art Gallery, Fiction, New Mexico, Photography, Short Fiction, Taos
16 Dec 2022

The Chronicles of Anton Chico (The Dragon)

It was as if I was somehow always on the precipice between darkness and light and could just not get my leg over that highest rail. Continue reading

Chronicles, Deep in the Dark, Favorites, Other Places, Spillage, Time Machine, Western

Burger King, Cantina, Hamburger, Mexico, Poverty, UTEP
30 Nov 2022

Firefly Eyes

There is orderThere is disorderThere are purgative drugsAnd there are clouds to sleep on It was a day that was easy to dance toIt had a beatand a really good rhythmwith the angel ship standing there like she wassome great gift slipped directly from God’s palmsand she didn’t even begin to singshe just stood there a… Continue reading

Experimental, Free-Range Verse, Memory Scrawls, The Nerves, Time Machine

Creative Writing, Fiction, Poetry, Prose, The West, Writing

About the author

Aaron Echoes August is an independent author dedicated to weird fiction, edgy philosophy, cultural commentary, and questionable poetry. With a lifelong background in creative writing, art, and photography, he explores the stranger aspects of human behavior and its influence on the world. His narratives invite readers to question societal norms and delve into the bizarre intersections of reality and imagination, urging us to confront the absurdities of existence while searching for meaning amidst chaos.