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Profane Peristalsis

This one is just a sliver on the dark side. It’s an excerpt from a longer project I’ve been tossing around my head. Still needs editing. 333 more words

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The Bird and the Dome

I slide through a gloomy hole in the thick curtain of clouds, dropping one thousand feet per minute in a dented aluminum bird—a poor imitation of what nature has already produced, without the aid of engineers and coarse manufacture. 523 more words

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Crystal Sea

We are firing shots across the crystal sea, our voices echoing from hull to hull.  We cannot change our course or diffuse our views, we are each lost to the winding road of the same lonely heart. 227 more words

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