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In Absentia
An unsolved mystery is a thorn in the heart. At least it is for some people; they are the lucky ones. For others it feels more like a steel spike through the sternum or an elephant tusk piercing the pericardium. In the case of Mr. Alister Leitch, the mystery he carried felt like an endless…
Stuck
The flame of the flint of the steel-eyed jack grinning Circle the ring of never beginning The withering hours with their rusted confessions Turn idol to idle in endless concessions The stanzas lie strangled in three-quarter rhythm The pen pens disguises of excuses as reason The brush brushes off the hard work of being The…
The Almost Girl
The Almost Girl stepped lightly from her place on the pedestal, shedding like a snake her restrictive white marble covering to reveal an opulent and impossibly intricate underlayment; a subcutaneous bronze-age body stocking of filigreed copper wire a single electron thin, marvelously elastic, spun by angelic fingers from the errant rays of a thousand golden…
On The Verge
Something’s up on the interior landscape. All manner of gears are turning; a thousand thousand iron anvils hang suspended by spiderwebs. From horizon to horizon buildings are being demolished as new foundations are being laid. It’s an exciting time. Absolutely no idea what the new city will look like or when it will be ready…