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My stories

Kali's Waltz

Too tired to swim and indifferent to direction, I float along current-compelled to with tranquil and grateful bewilderment comply to the direction of the river Goddess...

Nights of the Abominable Moscow Snow-Monster

Crackled to virtual-life with 300 prozac-watts, deep in the frosty core of a vast white-picket-fenced Hades, this empathically radio-active mutant-spook

The Abominable Moscow Snow-Monster

Conceived in the arctic core of hell, this empathically radio-active spook who has launched a fur-flying data "blitzkrieg," exposing uber-powerful under-worlds to newspaper sun-light

Rain Fell In the Shopping Mall!

Rain Fell In The Shopping Mall!; “code red, code red,” the robots screeching wail. On the Meta-phone, the sharp-spectacled Vivivication DemonictoR hissed snakishly:
Cherry

a poem for the torn cat's asking

Church-jackals, church-mice, pious pillars, choir-urchins, and other sundry minions all all still chafing at the chapel (as if caught in some medieval time warp;)

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