Here is the full list of all my poetry and fiction and other writing.
Please, browse to your heart’s content 😀
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For You, Love
I wish to sing the cathedral of Heaven into existence for you. I wish to direct the flow of time across the endless expanse of the cosmos, For you. If I could stop the rain so that each drop hovered like diamonds or glass in the air, I would, for you. But of all the…
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Journals of Depression #1
7/2 – 6:46pm I have been struck by a sudden, leaden tiredness that is driving me into the grave of my own body. My flesh is the Earth, my bones roots of my spirit, and my blood the water of life, the nourishing force. It is collapsing in on itself as if something were pulled…
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The Angel of Death
I am the desert walker. For longer than I can remember, I have been coming back to this dry and dusty place to pass whatever judgment I am capable of bringing. The people who live there, in Gully, know me and respect me. They know that when I come, it is for a purpose that…
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Dream Seer/ Conflagration
I am the nautilus of dreams. I dive deep into the minds of the Sleeping. I pull myself through this Primordial Sea with Hook and Chain. I carve my way through the miasma, through this cosmic wasteland of timelessness and solitude. I can peer into the deepest Vistas of Dreams and Reality. I can see…
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Hegemony
I am a communications student at Humboldt State in California, and it is interesting to hear what everyone in my department has to say, especially regarding identity, justice, liberation, and society. At heart, I am a cynic and take everyone’s word with a grain of salt. I don’t like to be duped or made to…
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Little Lover Mine
Do you regret how much you gave to me? When my heart was cracked and empty, you used yours to fill the spaces. Each half stitch another link between us. When I left, did that confuse you? You call more than I want you to, and I wonder if you realize you sewed yourself to…
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Crusade: Cariel I
The field was empty, save for the small, dark line of people on the horizon. Cariel, dressed in the red and plum robes of her order, peered down at the scanner, looking upon the image of them advancing slowly onward. She placed the scanner on her belt and brought her hands together. The familiar heat…
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You v.2
You, an uninterrupted phenomena, You, who brings the dawn like a fisherman who drags the sun from the dark depths of night. Who am I to question you? Who am I to fight you? What purpose does it serve for me to rally against my own nature as flesh? Why should I accept death instead…
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The Eagle
When favorable wind comes, eagles soar. They fight not the current nor the sun, Flee from neither cloud nor gun, They let the wind run beneath their wings like water. They play not fodder to the geese of the gander or wolf of the pack, They exist as they are. Unless they have a trap…
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Glitch: Chromus II
Chromus turned the corner into the deep net. There were no real doorways to this place of darkness in Glitchworld, it was hidden from the normal users. Chromus phased through the bricks of Mana Street and was now in the gritty alleys of the black market. He passed through the shifting crowd of programs and…
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Glitch: Kaga I
“When did you know it?” The droid leaned back into her chair, her soft, grey skin crinkling against the leather. She sipped at her neuralizer, her glowing red eyes not leaving Kaga. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, seeing the swirling color of memory race its way through his mind. He looked at…
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Glitch: Zane I
Zane flew by, his black hair whipping in the air. Sarah and Stillman stood at the corner of a warehouse, one of many that surrounded them. As Zane flipped his bike around, she leaned into Stillman. He looked down at her and smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “It won’t help if you keep…
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A (Semi-Brief) Explanation of Zetheon
Zetheon is a planet in the Skorak galaxy, some 1 million lightyears from the Milky Way. It is inhabited by humans who came from Earth before it’s demise, sentient computer programs who either live in a digital construct called Glitchworld or inside droid bodies, and a race of creatures composed of pure energy called Skorans.…
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Maybe
Maybe we were not meant to be. Maybe there was a mix up, We were supposed to meet the wrong people. We were on the path set by fate, But made a wrong turn Down an alley, unknown. Maybe we are the lucky ones. Satellites to a star that shouldn’t exist. Mystical patterns that the…
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Death and His Friends
I have only seen his face a handful of times. He keeps his back to everyone, always looking towards his next destination. Sometimes, I have seen his sideways glance at my careless mistakes, or shuddered at the cold rot of his breath as he passes by. He wears silver and black, red and blue, orange…
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A Moment of Reflection
There was a certain stillness there, not in the wild around me or the gushing river, but deep inside where I had never been. Like the settling surface of a pond after the ripples have faded and died, I could see the reflection of my soul in the undisturbed mirror. It looked not…
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Copper Anvils
Copper anvils ring like darkness. The perfect metal, crystalline glass, shines like angels wings. The vibrations threaten creation, each resonating note growling, baring its teeth, fighting the quiet. Silence is the enemy, Silence is the savage. Each anvil covers the silence with the sound of rifle fire and marching boots. Fire leaches through the metal…
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