“The beast of the gulch is on the move. It hunts without reason. It kills without eating. Its prey is the sound of a beating heart. Within the shallows of the gulch dwells death.”
Book 9 of The Kingdom’s Disdain is available now!
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Special Effects Chest pain Is a constant A wall between myself and the body There is a chronology that I am separated from as I hover Above the flesh, noncommittal Like a prince who can’t make up his mind You’re falling into the water You’re stumbling
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Prose from the journal of The Guardian Fog. Oracles Eighteen credits, full time. We went in the same direction, following the arrows on the pavement, to spiritual war, spiritual debt, Faustian bargains and places of divine leadership and some of us prayed for a prophet or a diviner, but after the sun went down we
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers III I tried everything to fix The tether that connected our worlds but These dreams of winter never began to thaw The sun hides from you, like anyone who has been Invited, engaged, forgotten Lost to your distance I can’t drive all that way
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers II I came to know A deep sense of longing The sensations of a stray walking the cold sidewalk Hunting for food But there was never any lack of resource No locked up larter Simply a mind that could not fathom Generosity of being
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers Cold comfort between friends Lemon Wedges in each drink I pantomime a story of distress, a secret set of bones buried in a cave But you can’t find it in yourself, or in the tundra around you I poke around, trying to stimulate the
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Mourning Dove I waited The entire span of A serpent’s coils, for The fruit to become ripe The tantalizing allure of knowledge prodded me on like Jabs in my back A desire to understand and be unmade But I passed the fruit on to you And
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The Chronicle of Quelk the Slime is available for download now! I’ve been working on this silly little fantasy adventure story for a while now, so I hope you all enjoy it! The Chronicle of Quelk the Slime is here! Click here to join the lost, lonely goo-boy on his life changing adventure.
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Marriage I came to share my tears with the stars Radiance, light on the backs of the darkening night Words to sail by Worlds to deliver in a single promise “Forever” It’s a gift we haven’t been given, but a territory we boldly claim Like invaders,
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Beyond Good and Evil II It grieves me to say it To think it To hitch my wagon to a space in their field of vision The watchers mutter their quiet curses As they consider us with chain-linked brains Porus, a sieve allowing the quality of
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Beyond Good and Evil I waited in the wings of the dark night For you to take notice of my Evil eye Watching the trains pass at 10,000 miles per hour I tried to pick out each individual passenger through the tinted windows But, there was
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