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A cool, wet street The sound of tires splashing through the rain One lone car up the road, toward the… Read more.

This Mortal Coil Corridor

Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool… Read more.

With a book to read and a bite to eat I plagiarize my wounds The stone archway is a shelter… Read more.

The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the… Read more.

There’s the ache of rain in the air Releasing me from this summer suffocation Lightning bolts burn shocking tattoos into… Read more.

And there I was, raspy as a ghost lost in time, so drunk on the night that I tried to… Read more.

Harpooned harlequins cascade like dominoes in the limelight trick of light down on the piccadilly row of southern Santa Monaco… Read more.

Two of the chairs were empty, but in the other chairs sat three dolls, all with cracked, odd faces and… Read more.

I felt a Rikki Tikki Tavi ghost ship cut through my spleen as I walked across the lot and into… Read more.