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V. Excerpts From A False Novel In Progress
47 days ago
by R
I. This land of false winters beams down sunny days for us to admire. No ice or snow can be found here, only endless stretches of paved streets and palm trees in an unnatural perversion of order. II. Our twin sons of Faith & Reason are fraternal, not identical. This has always been a problem with th ...
The Noise Of Trouble - thenoiseoftrouble.blogspot.com
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Pandemonium of the Sun
47 days ago
by R
it becomes a mess the thick cords of plot intertwine with each other allusions to past illusions streak the glass we've run out of means to clean the mess identity reclusivity how to best disappear how easily it would be to disappear in anonymity when no one knows who you are the streets swallow you ...
The Noise Of Trouble - thenoiseoftrouble.blogspot.com
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Pynch Me It's Christmas.
47 days ago
by D.M.
I'm a sentimental man, she said, looking out over the veldt. It had been misty for some days prior but on this afternoon, the sun leaked yellow from unknown angles. Major Lunczerny was displeased. Sentimentality is the dungheap of emotions he said to Francis, then loosening the rope belt around his/ ...
David Marchese - searchmedavid.blogspot.com
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