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My stories

the monster

the monster's not in the wood shed or under the bed: it's in our heads, critiquing the world and judging ourselves, always on the look-out for ways to get ahead the monster's not

celebral soup

a thick broth of blood, pain-killers, THC, and anti-psychotics brain functions floating around like vegetables paranoid potatoes amnesiac carrots melancholy pasta dancing to the music

King Gravity

mountains airplanes and rain-drops pay him tribute on their way to the ground he soon puts down volcanic rebellions. snakes have learned his lesson. he sculpts grand canyons,

I'm like the desert

no fertile farms or hopping hot spots, just sagebrush for miles and miles and miles, hard sparkling soil and cactii diamonds guarded and prickly from long trial and error
Cherry

the marijuana cave

In from the snow of reality: melodic scrawlings on the wall bones in the back. outside, worries and dangers prowl but this is my place and the rock bottom is soft as feathers

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