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I stand, as a spectator
The sundial of time
Lest the darkened fecility
Takes over scattered brilliance

As an obsolete composition
Modeled in the papers… 140 more words

Two Is Company

“Are you sure, Theo?” Asks Glen, a large, burly man whom lacked any hair save for a salt-and-pepper beard hanging from his face. He has a grim, deep, voice. 1,301 more words


Teaching Junior

A Twisted Tale by Alex Maher

Big John Miller loved Sundays.

That was when young John Miller Junior would come over and hang out in the shed with Ol’ Grandad. 1,116 more words


salutations, from Mr. Price

As I sat losing my sense

My mind cursed with mortality

I sat and drank in my despair

As the night grew darker

I sat as death walked by… 65 more words

Mannequin dream...

Since I moved into my new space and have been using the mannequin more often, I have caught myself dreaming a lot more in my sleep, which is unusual for me as I feel I never really dream… another unusual aspect of the dreams is that they tend to involve mannequins in quite macabre/unlikely situations. 63 more words