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Alone….Creeping, crawling
Darkness calls
“Come to me”
“Be one with me”

     You wake up in the morning to an itchy rash on the palm of your hand. This isn’t some sissy pois

you would think by now i would have all the answers
by now i would have danced with all life’s dancers
i woul

He said I was a “disappointment” to him.
That stung like a welt, I started to fire
Right back with

When she was thirteen the system sent her to a place she couldn’t runaway from. She took it as an invitation to prove

In the cavities of a cool, full moon, the weightless suspension of her trance resides. The liquid silvers up her blood one

The witch turns her masked face toward the moon, sketching an auspicious circle in the dirt. She hitches the mask up like a

“Once upon a Time” used to be a phrase that set my heart afire. They were four words that held promise and pote

Chapter 1- The test of a lifetime

        “Children, take your se

TO LIVE
by
Mick Parkin

Prologue
(space)
  The men wearing re

Chapter 1- The test of a lifetime

        “Children, take your se

Prologue

#1 Events in this scenario start on planet very similar to Earth in all aspects, so planet is call

Distant Voice

Do you hear?
Do you hear my voice to its fullest?
Staring out onto my dreadful

DEMOLITION
Thursday 28/8/08
Tomorrow is Daffodil Day in New Zealand.
Grief is a bittersweet

                    &nb

Shadow Play sat in the living room of the small apartment, beer bottles scattered about, a joint going from one to another,

     The rough brick wall scratches him slightly through his pale blue scrubs. He grimaces and squints

Chapter 6

Once I made the decision to just up and leave, the array and intensity of people’s responses wa

To Be…Free!

May Thy will not mine be done? Man, this
is so hard, Homie, it ain’t nothin̵

                    &nb

I woke this morning to a wet and supple sky. Sitting in the driveway for a morning cigarette, I’d seen a vagabond heron p

I checked my work email for the productivity report but instead found a number of emails all concerning the recent death of

The sun melts into the horizon, sinking like volcanic gold, burning against a heavenly smoke of clouds. Texas air in its fl

Blademaster of Norda
By Jacamo Peterson

Chapter One

  Captain Grayhawk, kni

She followed the road:

it wasn’t yellow
nor brick
nor was it paved
with gold

A voice
of a thousand wishes
ringing through the night

The dreams
of a billion entitie

If the world were peopled

with kind people like you,

then the world would be peopled

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.

I dream of my words touching someone
in the way they touch my soul.
I want to reveal myself, so a person could

I stood at my mighty tower watching over The Great City of Saucier with my hands on the rails and my book of justice strapp