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The paper soaked the afternoon sun as it hovered gently on the oak table adjacent to the window facing the mountains; a seraphic zephyr with a childlike temperament flirted with the tattered curtains-spinning-swinging-almost forming a beckoning of the hands of the perfume outside-a call from atop the golden slumbering lions that laid still under a…

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The desert had agreed to an ancient pact and sighed its dark winds without want. The shades of red and sun bleached burgundy covered the mountained backdrop as shadows ran like frantic orphans. Arcane wailings whistled through the sun cut holes in the stones and crawled with their never ending fingers across the landscape. Cacti…

The Call

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The Call

  Somewhere along the line I lost myself…between the hum and strum of the ballad —the bullshit and harrowing in the harmony—I faded…

Midthunder

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Midthunder

Resilient and resonant, convicted by cacophonous convictions, pushing past the postulation of precursor—crudely claiming empath whilst coldly and quietly ticking like a…

And I See

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And I See

The bungler—the breath-taking-bruised up boy balancing the facade and the empathroes behind to be beaten by the succubus and intrigued in the…