Tag Archives: vignette

not ghostly or ghastly but true

  the ball by the river is in full swing and in sweaty attendance a newly risen forefather derives as much thrall in electricity as the music – hearing nothing heavenly as guitar and microphone bark and twang; and vixens … Continue reading

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clocking out

how sweet is the bunny’s honey cottony portal of welcome; staggering from the battlefield where the ravens peruse menus and be the bodies in feathers or be they temples painted flesh (boas being sacrificial heavenly constrictors, you know) syllables reek … Continue reading

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what they really say

Raven Ralph stuck his wingtips into the slits hidden to humans and panning his eyes for one more gaze of considered assessment around the suite for sale in these Hickory Heights, settled his countenance towards the earth below while addressing … Continue reading

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a voice politely clears its throat again

beware of these islands rickety jeeps run around, sparking off bamboo boxes that know to only chatter way beyond the sun’s bedtime; really they act like rats a bit – no not their sizes or their minds one is furry … Continue reading

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seeking that slippery fiction sleeve

“Where did you learn such a word as eviscerate? Can you even spell it?” “There is a thick book in the den. It called for me and I went unto it and I promise you there are words far more … Continue reading

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poeticized practice piece pulled (pppp) from a wip

a gnat never comfortable trying to fit in with a swarm and loiter around heads, pestering them, found happiness could be had in being alone, really took to the role of a maverick gnat, who also happened to be the … Continue reading

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sez who

tremor-bit thumb given to a fit of punctuated rubbing for dream grain explanation could not erase the stupor for very stupefied indeed he stood; no deeper plummet could a mere mortal plunge. All this time, all these years, not to … Continue reading

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