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My stories

the Mole-man, 'a poetic vignette'

The seekers descend: the blonde-maned blue-eyed man, the sweetly-spoken tiger-eyed sisters, the sleek Sara gazelle, the lonely orangutant, Rodan's...

Void Street haiku set

Night now, sleep a dream, our Edens scorched, furrowed brows... torches in darkness Silicon psyches, suboxone souls, walking grayves... we are...

Bizarre Bazaar

Circus circus money money bizarre bazaar Sun-glassed tourists look on as monkeys with p.h.d.s over-run the Parthenon and the learned take to the seas...

zombie-dawn haiku set

the sun rises in lines through closed dusky shades; ganja; no-confidence man red robe; blue slippers; confused, stirring cold coffee... a marked bus-...

Crescent-Moon Haiku Set

In Kiev, the chess game was stolen by rebel pieces, shaking off the fear in Freedom Land it was a foot-note, except to the eyes of the wise who'd...

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