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WD 167 “After the Flood”

Prose from the journal of The Guardian Fog. After the Flood In keeping with the terms of our agreement, I arranged for there to be a little accident. I slid out of your recommendations, into the purgatory of the after, a quaking reminiscence of previous pain and punishment, until the gods no longer allowed myContinue reading “WD 167 “After the Flood””

WD 100 “Fear of Gods”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Fear of Gods There is only Darkness, where I am In a coffin I rest and I Wait For the flow of time to clot and curdle like Agony in the face of those who seek progress, redemption Blessed forgetfulness but I am a ballerina walkingContinue reading “WD 100 “Fear of Gods””

WD 40 “Hemlock Kid”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Hemlock Kid There is a comorbidity in the stars Crossing the cosmos like The feathers of arrows aimed at heartless echoes of emptiness The dark and the light serve to complement each other’s weaknesses One without eyes Another with hands that can feel but not hold Continue reading “WD 40 “Hemlock Kid””