Xeno Hemlock

Author of "I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me"

Writings

Enjoy and love the party, I tell myself in mind. This company’s temporary, I’ll leave it all behind. Might not be tomorrow, it will be very soon.
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The Party

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An explosion 50 kilometers away jolted Kiko awake. The windowless walls of his room didn’t give him a view of the destruction outside. It didn’t matter. Kiko had seen the aftermath of a Kraken unleashing its power too many times. 06:59. He glanced at the metal wall clock near the door before grabbing his black…
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Lost Christmas (a “Dead Republic” Story)

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“There’s no money in it,” the guy laughed. “Look at me.” He laughed harder. I responded with a smile, that wasn’t visible in the dim, and with silence. My sausage roll was more interesting. I sliced a piece and took a bite. I wasn’t really insulted, more unaffected.
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There’s No Money in It

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When you wake up to the sun each morning He greets you with a smile, calls you ‘darling’. When I wake up I begin my mourning. Sad. So sad.
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Good Morning

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I just want to make it short and sweet. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, everybody!
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Merry Christmas!

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My good folks, I am happy to reveal the title and protocover of my second novel coming to you next year. I present to you…
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Novel #2 Title and Protocover Reveal

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On the fifth day of freedom my true self gave to me: a dash of bravery, real view of the world, great patience, strong wanderlust, and a streak of being carefree.
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12 Days of Freedom

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Not even a figment of your imagination Not even a consonant in your whisper Not even a blink from your observation Not even a stroke in your signature
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The Forgotten

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That prize you acquired without even sweating Possesses very little to no meaning. Lighter than feather, value is nix. You’re much better off collecting sticks.
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Collecting Sticks

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I’m just a man with fleshly needs too. Don’t be a hypocrite ’cause I’m just like you. We have two legs but we walk on all fours. Outdoors, we’re saints. Indoors, we’re whores.
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I’m Just a Man

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