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Sometimes one of us rises to the surface, taking flight from the bottom of Dark Sea, where, exiled, we have stayed for so long. Defeated...

I’ve been in a dark place since the accident. I know I need to let her go, to accept that I’m never going to see her again, but I can’t....

my head speak to my soul from under my pillow. I drink the occult of the night as dreams of Goddess Artemis surface. In a forest, among...

Bernard Bartram had achieved some notoriety among the unbelieving community, and, therefore, had become notorious in the community of...

There is no end to my love for Jemjasee. I pace the ragged cliffs, searching the sea for her ship. My longing will not cease until I am...

The road ahead slithers like a giant black serpent in restless desert night Fingers drum on the wheel to the beat of his demons, as...

Mary Ann Thompson smoothed her hands over the long-sleeved maid uniform before going through the service door to the Lord Baltimore...

I’m a junkie, so a high tolerance is the enemy. I fight for that which makes me feel something. We walk around the battlefield, glowing...

Walking through the city so unmindful of my legs— The Hoverer stays motionless no matter where I go, borderless GodSky also deLighting...

Once, my father Frederick went into the woods. It was a cold night in Leipzig when I, Sieglinde, was born. I was the twelfth child of a...

This morning the red ant and larger white-winged fly chase the frightened large striped spider across the cold floor. Why, what thirst...

When the last lithe leopard in the emperor's crowded preserve leapt down from his arboreal perch pink-mouthed and mottled, where was the...

She was born on New Year’s Eve, in a maternity ward overlooking the city. I stood with my face pressed against the cool glass, holding...

I have a buried romanticized secret — a notion in which I came from a long line of radiant, regal witches who loved to cook. I have a...

This planet looks candied. Machines crawling its granulated surface. Three-legged metal walkers. They're lasering the planet, cutting the...

Twenty seventeen was the year the starling got trapped in the wall. It was seeking warmth from the cold in order to survive. It clawed...

I sleep in a dream generated in the nightmares and eat scraps of hope, milled in the impersonal and mechanical time’s machine. Scraps...

So it (just perhaps maybe) DOES turn out That those psychology class bummer tropes --Sadder But Wiser and Depressive Realism-- Simply...

Lift the sash, let your pale leaves taste the late summer air. Welcome the balmy wind, all pollen and dust settling on sad arms of empty...

“I don’t want to do it.” Dorothy scowled at her little sister Margaret as she opened the box and pulled out the ouija board, being...