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Pity is the Man
Pity is the man who stands taller by throwing mud on someone’s face, feels stronger by kicking sand over someone’s name, gets wiser by poking fun at someone’s mistake, lives by faking— Continue reading
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Wanderlust
Sometimes I’d like to bathe in seawater salty, blue, and foamy for the water from the shower could never be like that. Continue reading
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The Son of the Night
The son of the night has chips by his side and a glass of caffeine, his brown eyes wide. He waits for the hour, the devil, and the witch to titillate his mindscape and turn on his switch. Continue reading
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The Lion Eating the Sun (Table of Contents)
Birthed fom the clouds of dust, cats, Pokémon, Survivor, and philosophy, this poetry collection tells stories of life, love, and loss. This book also contains elements from the author’s other works and upcoming second novel. Continue reading
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A Two-Sentence Short Story
Blessed be are the talkers, whom the world can’t live without, hating on the walkers who valued feet more than mouth. Continue reading
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A Short Love Story
For love of gold and glory, that could not win me back, you missed the one who loved you, whose heart then turned to black. Continue reading
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I Started Writing…
I started writing because friends were quick to judge. While explanation and reasoning were still incomplete, they were ready to dismiss. Continue reading
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Xentheos
From the outside’s a fortress of gloomed apathy But the inside is flowing, deepest of the seas. For thou can be felt, ne-ver to be seen. The guard of the cosmos unfettered me. Continue reading
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Xenanimus
The flock, wayside, called the sheep. With men, in fun, sharing sleep. From there, they jeered, mocking me. Nothing, they know, pacifies me. Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 