Dan Ryder

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My stories

End Credits

It is spent and falling into a crumpled heap, we must not look away for it is essential, this decay, this abstraction of organisation that claws at...

The Clan of the Dog.

Come and work your magic, turn this whiteness to black and sack all promise of the virtue that was clung to; a wretch confusing itself for a saviour...

Sadness

Isolation becomes complex; in the mirror is an individual who closely mimics my movements, claims to be me, but I know better. You're brought to...

The Fall

Perched, extending from gripped hands and feet, arched back to let the light bleed through. Lowering from lofty purchase, eddy gust through the...

Eggy Soldiers.

And here a squeeze of lemon breeze reduces the cheese that otherwise clogs the waft one must induce to breathe. Again and again a sortie; rifles...

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