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I’m a junkie, so a high tolerance is the enemy. I fight for that which makes me feel something. We walk around the battlefield, glowing...

Walking through the city so unmindful of my legs— The Hoverer stays motionless no matter where I go, borderless GodSky also deLighting...

This morning the red ant and larger white-winged fly chase the frightened large striped spider across the cold floor. Why, what thirst...

When the last lithe leopard in the emperor's crowded preserve leapt down from his arboreal perch pink-mouthed and mottled, where was the...

I have a buried romanticized secret — a notion in which I came from a long line of radiant, regal witches who loved to cook. I have a...

This planet looks candied. Machines crawling its granulated surface. Three-legged metal walkers. They're lasering the planet, cutting the...

So it (just perhaps maybe) DOES turn out That those psychology class bummer tropes --Sadder But Wiser and Depressive Realism-- Simply...

Lift the sash, let your pale leaves taste the late summer air. Welcome the balmy wind, all pollen and dust settling on sad arms of empty...

Those who debunk the supernatural can’t have ever experienced it When I read about Blake seeing the soul of his brother rise up through...

Might I decay, in russet brilliance, just like you, leaf. Fall adopts her prettiest dress when the singing thrush appears. With age might...

It’s the Ace of Wands, of Clubs. The card of talent. On its head. Telling me to look before I leap, but please, “Do not forget to leap.”*...

I am the devil’s anvil he beats on me daily it doesn’t hurt all that much you get used to it and the pounding drowns out all the white...

How many borders exist within a single universe…what is the one true, crucial border? —Jenny Erpenbeck Close to my house, a five-story...

The steps to the basement are dark. The basement itself is even darker. Something scurries across the damp floor. Most likely a rat. At...

His one kidney failing my friend each night saw visions, unknown creatures, forms half human, ghosts, circle his bed as always tiny...

‘Yo no creo en brujas, pero que las hay, las hay’ (Galicia’s cruel saying) There was a thief that a bad luck set him on the way to your...

We make him dress up, hooded cloak, scythe and skull, the Grim Reaper, put a name to it sinister slapstick to cover the skeleton he is....