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Pieces from the Novel #2: A Hole in Creation

I face the edge looking out, hues of purple and blue gliding across the earth below. I feel them moving. Tribes, towns, and cities of phosphorescent billions crisscrossing like apathetic phantoms. Continue reading

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Petrified baggage. Old as time and about as compelling as a roadkill soap opera. Doesn’t help you cant get rid of it. Doesn’t hurt to try until you find out it’s you with the dishwater. Ah, well, no use in … Continue reading

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