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Posted by on Nov 23, 2022 in Fiction | 2 comments


Metaphysics Reality is a nasty habit. It keeps on getting worse.Time is an addiction.A cradle and a hearse.All things moving forwardfrom Pandora’s boxto Queen Anne’s...

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Posted by on Oct 3, 2021 in Fiction | 4 comments


The Bluest Day There’s a glass of milk on the floorof iron plating soon to be spilled,arms and legs of a chair in waiting.I watch the news with half an eyethe other...

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