Category: Myth
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Peel the Skin
If when the skin peels away you bleed orange slices and mango sweat, then you’ve been spending too much time with the clouds. If, however, you find the image of a snake, or other cold-blooded reptile you might look in a mirror to find the septuagenarian you staring back at you— this is when the…
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Forgetting Shapes
i’ve forgotten the shapes of countries, i can’t recognize the globe; replacing their memory with the feel of wind in my face. —and the ‘gulls no doubt sing atop the marbled ruin of Her return.
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Tincture
We are all but a tincture within the alchemy of consciousness. A Tincture is the essence of some thing. An infusion from the other side, the unknown, the formless. Basho dedicated his life to the tincture of poetry. Einstein to the sciences. What about you? The essence is something that predates you, or me, and…
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In This Round
To be read in the voice of Escanor Stuck in this round, I shall nail this final nail in my father’s coffin, and bury him. Then I will finish what he could not. For those curious Escanor (with a different link) is a character in the anime 7 deadly sins. My son has been watching…
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The Mom Who Never Existed
There once was a mom, she never existed. They’d thought she’d run away, But nope. She just didn’t want to be in any pictures.
Daniel J Flosi is Consumed 