Eating conversation heartsCandy speaks my languageThey forgot the gruntsThe snare of derisionMy crippling brand of indecisionToo much talk gives me gasI had a habit of falling downTrippin&rs&hell…Read More
LOG 1: Self IntroductionMy name is K-VXS-73003, but that’s just my manufacturer’s model. All my friends call me Seventy-three. Assholes call me “Vexis.” Not sure what… Read More
QuatreChevalier Idrew my claw up to the girl’s neck, the only kindness I’d left to offer the ill-fated human. “Reserve your pity for someone else, Im,” Fleurette snap… Read More
My sentimental old billsThat recent proposalToo fond for disposalFluorescent stares Bum wheel cartBypassing cards at Wal-MartNo anniversaries left A Mitzvah, maybeClaire’s new babyBoxi… Read More
When I look at you I see right through the presentAnd you’ve got a gift for making me see a futureWhile I don’t fill you in, you can feel my pastAnd you look past the painCarry m… Read More
R,What can I say about you that I haven’t already said? Mountains, evidently. I’ve been writing about you since the dawn of our whirlwind. Let me start this off by throwing you a… Read More
I attribute failure to a dusty excuseEffectively dulled by excess useThen I change the conditionsConditioning my means for a fallI'll register next fall.I hope it will all register by thenTh… Read More
DEATH ROW DAD(Short story inspired by "Shame" by The Avett Brothers) My father and I exchanged many a glance through that dingy Plexiglas wall. We tossed almost tears and wordless ques… Read More
AtelierIwatched a familiar pack of sand wolves gnaw off the tough, slimy skin of an Unman corpse. The grey humanoid’s stomach burst open, exposing the content of its last meal. The hai… Read More
UnmanIpeered down upon the limp girl, contemplating my next course of action. The battered maid’s breathing ceased. I knew something in me wanted the knave to continue living a bit lon… Read More
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