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Pupate

The night precipitates I’ll sleep I’ll die by the light of the moon And I’ll dream forever wakeful Pupate in a butterfly’s cocoon. The light precipitates I’ll wake

Fresh Nipples

I dare you to enter the Insane world of nipples and poop!

The Tree Whisperer - Chapter 3 (re-written)

Back in the hollow underneath the fallen tree, Styx had been cradling the deep memory in his mind, careful not to let it slip back into the earth. But what was this song, and who was that figure?

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Eight ( PT 9 ) More Questions

Poor Varden nearly choked on his fish, when Si revealed that his father was Gregor...

Distant Voices

Distant voices are blurred; noises instead of words; arguments become storms; gentle laughter like birds; angry mobs bray and roar; crowds are waves on the shore but though you hear far less

The Premonition?

A short in under 700 words.

Overcrowding

Just a normal commute to work...

Death of Connor Sanderson: Chap 1:Part 1

London, 1910, and Connor wakes up...dead. What happened last night?

Responsibility

a very short poem. It might coalesce into a larger piece, but I think it says what I wanted to say.

Unrequited

Dedicated in loving memory to my best friend and love R.R.R. No matter the pain I feel my love will not die for you; forever and always by your side even if that place is forsaken.

Tidal Wave.

I am a tidal wave. Rising with the sun, and falling with the moon. Crashing against the rock of the shore and rolling back into the sea. The harder I fall, the higher I rise.

The Winter That Stayed Too Long - IP

I could not believe what came through the door. “You sure don’t look happy to see me.”

Spider

Even spiders have feelings

House of Parrots

But Ella's love of money wasn't so great that she would ally herself to an eighty nine year old with Parkinson's disease...
Cherry

(3) The Death Problem

“This is a right mess you’ve gotten us into Jed,” Alun said. “Pushing Death into the River Styx where he faces certain death, meaning that we have to cover his role.
Cherry

(2) Death and the Ferrymen

It was a normal working day and I was busy updating my contact database for Gods and deities.
Cherry

(1) The Boatman Problem

I was woken at 6.30 one morning by a hammering on my back door. I quickly dressed and hurried downstairs to find Alun in excited mood. “It’s the boatman Jed, he’s going to Canada.”

POEM: Sea and Stars.

We strive to be all that we can be.

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