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If I mean it
I can be your liar
I can be your bearer of bad news
Sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire
Burning like a flame inside of you
Is this just desire or the truth? - Foo Fighters, Tired of you ( Read more... ) -
Flash
The coin lands on the sandy carpet of the beach, splitting the wave-carved patterns wide open, revealing gaping chasms into the worlds beneath. Thick threads swing ponderously over the holes, ribbing the fabric with its remains.
A magic carpet does not fly; there are better ways to travel.
The Panda calls it.
The carpet was made by the blind, ( Read more... ) -
Eternity
Robin wrung her scarf in her hands and tried to remember what her mother had told her before she set out. She had said it in passing; as if it had meant nothing at all. Robin had a terrible memory for things that are hiding behind meaninglessness ( Read more... ) -
Flip
So ( Read more... ) -
How I almost lost my genitalia
I was sitting in the passenger seat of a Skoda so old that I was beginning to suspect that a brawny mechanic with a bone through his nose had raised it from the dead with a voodoo wrench. Meatloaf’s “Bat out of Hell” was kickin’ out the stereo to the beat of Pyro’s hands on the steering wheel ( Read more... ) -
The Cairn (Part three)
Teddy sighs.
“Save him then, Prince. On your head be it.”
The Devil laughs as Teddy falls. Teddy’s face breaks into a smile, but the Devil’s claws mar the unexpected happiness gracing his features. His eyes roll back as he hits the grass.
The Devil laughs.
Kevin screams.
The Cairn sits at the top of of a hill ( Read more... ) -
The Cairn (Part two of three)
At the bottom of the pit of butterflies the man with red skin sits and watches the blue butterflies flutter around his head. His bright red skin is split with a gleeful smile as he sings his song.
Pop pop pop!
I see with eyes, I hear with ears!
I catch with hands, I cry with tears!
He snatches a butterfly out of the air.
Pop pop pop!
Prince ( Read more... ) -
The Cairn (Part one of three)
Kevin kicked rocks into the trees as he walked down the muddy path. He had his hands deep in his pockets and a sullen pout on his face. He was on a quest, you see ( Read more... ) -
Steak
There’s something I’ve forgotten to do. Thinks Brad. What the hell is it?
He runs the day through his mind, trying to pick out the chore that has slipped his attention.
This is gonna bug me.
“Are you all right?” Asks Janet.
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Forgot something.”
Hands shudder as the saw is placed against the arm; high up, just below the shoulder ( Read more... )