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“Celebs at the Beach,” “Peripheral Visions,” “Bride of the Sky,” and Other Poems
Celebs at the Beach I strain myself to get a better look, A good long look at what is promised To be the view of a lifetime. I’m not a stargazer; I…
Why Protestants Struggle in Literature
Why do Protestants struggle to write good literature? It’s a question I’ve asked myself recently. I was inspired to think this over in part by some…
If
So cold; this dampness is hell, it seeps inside me, separating me from my skin. So thirsty. I got nothing, just the taste of my own spit. I am so…
Echo of Silence, Part 3
V. Mr. Philip Wentworth sits huddled in his den, which is also his library. He has just got off the phone and the information he had just received is…
Writing Prompt
The elephant in the room is the elephant in my room. It has stood the test of time though has not stayed entirely intact. Bumps and brushes with my…
The Three Cucksketeers
God. Fucking. Damnit. He had his suspicions, but this? This was almost like a damn cartoon! He really had just watched four dudes walk into his house…
The Lord’s Work
His car comes to a stop and he sits with eyes forward, hands at ten and two. The speakers blast some kind of chaotic synth music created by an insane…
6 to 6: The Maze
He’s in my cab for ten minutes when he mentions his hairless cat. I had picked him up at the Circle K on 10th and Perkins. Old skeletal man. “You…
Big Trouble in Little St. James
The island was little more than a green speck in the vast sea. It was too small to be seen by plane, and too flat to be seen on the horizon. Unless…
My Wizardry
In me a tender hunch wakes up the meek-smooth-blissful aeon of a dream a winged immortality which is still a delicate fledgling of my psyche in……
