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StoryCleopatra Bathes in Milk poet_hawtin312 years 10 months ago
StoryDance on The Graves of The Dead poet_hawtin112 years 11 months ago
StoryBirthday Wishes poet_hawtin112 years 11 months ago
StoryAnthem For The Disenfranchised poet_hawtin012 years 11 months ago
StoryAfter The Bombs Fall poet_hawtin012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen We Dance poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryTo His Bold Mistress poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryLove's Young Brother poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryMad Dog Revival poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryMachinery poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryNo Clocks poet_hawtin313 years 1 week ago
StoryThat Great Longing poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryTrue Longing poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryRudderless World poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
Storyself immolation poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryImmigrant Night poet_hawtin113 years 1 week ago
StoryImperfectly Perfect poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryI am Silent Joy poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryGeometry poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryDouble-Crossed poet_hawtin013 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Rumour Mill poet_hawtin114 years 4 months ago
StoryPremonition of Civil War poet_hawtin214 years 4 months ago
StoryNo Epilogues poet_hawtin215 years 1 month ago
StoryForever Alone (Chapters 1-4) Leno218 years 3 months ago

My stories

No Epilogues

Like clockwork thrown into the sea we left our homes, our modest nests, to become both coal for the machine and broken brass beneath the crests. Our scriptwriters, our artisans

self immolation

Self immolation. You have no idea how much strength and speed one possesses when on fire. Believe me, I’ve been flaming for years.

Anthem For The Disenfranchised

We live to serve that wretched grind. We piss beneath the underpass. Though peace on Earth not in our time, Our grounded dog-ends burn like stars. We flag below relentless hooves,

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