Afterlife
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Last Light
I miss winter’s dusk How the last of the cold lemon sun Lays down its rays like a blanket upon the barren crop field The lights are already on In the few scattered houses of stone and dark rooftops Inviting and warm Wood smoke swirls out from the chimneys The barren trees stand like crooked… Continue reading
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Dying is Expensive
… But let’s take our kid to the park and have a great time. Let’s play in the grass and smile about it. Let’s laugh and be happy that even in death this world buries us in more debt. These people shouldn’t be having a good time; they should be depicted as being crushed with… Continue reading
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Champagne Goblins
I had deviled the salads for far too long when the clock struck negative one. A perplexing complex of half octave nog ran amuck in the rosary room where the group had gathered to monotonously pray to a virgin. The egg sandwich shop across the street was blazing orange, and the sign outside depicted a large… Continue reading
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The Crowns of Pluto (2.)
There are times that I feel as if I’m just filling in the gaps between birth and death. But then I thought about it deeply and realized that is what we are all doing. Continue reading
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Refrigerated Dreams (Act 4)
The boy from the refrigerator was perched upon a steel beam like a vulture high above them in the old shoe factory. His slick black hair was more slick than usual. The dead eyes of alien blue that punctuated his pale face swirled like a spiral arm galaxy as he looked down at them. He… Continue reading
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Reborn on the Fourth of the Flies
Kirby looked at the van parked in his driveway and nearly had to shield his eyes because it was so blaring in color and flare. “My God,” Kirby said. “Are we going to go drink and try to kill you in this thing?” Continue reading
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