Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
Month: August 2019
On Twitter today, this poem..
Long agoin pangaea dream,a poem crawled out of the sea..Words became megalithic bones..Rhyme, a mesozoic life..Primitive beauty bravedfire’s strife..Verse was buried for an ageafore skeletal heartsunearthed..So long silencedour ancient ballad..Now, we grace the earth. — ℓα∂у кяιѕтιηα (@WickedParamour) August 22, 2019
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She called me. We went rushing in two cars. His promise was empty, though. Passed out, half on the floor, half on the couch. She smacked him in the face, gently. Put a cold cloth on his forehead, and he sputtered awake. We searched the house, emptied all of the bottles. Haha, he said. I […]
MoreNomination!
I just found out that I’ve been nominated for author of the month at Spillwords Literary Press! Breathless… Vote
MoreDad’s wish
Dad’s been long in his grave. We didn’t know each other, really. At nineteen, I felt like a fake, attending bedside vigils, not knowing what to say or do. When i got the call, I was silent. Only silent. Fifty years ago. And now, I’m a year away from living as long as he did. […]
MoreAtop the moon’s ruined tower I stand. There is no sky here, and I can see the torrid Earth. But you were not one of us, and this I can’t share. We have built her. She is ready. I must go with the first planetary sailors, or I must come back to you for the […]
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