Your Night with That Smell of Burning

Your Night with the Smell of Burning Chrome •ø• In memories brought back by the smell of burning chrome— ghostly wisps only there in your knowing of what’s to come— you feel the non-weight of your future children’s hallowed hands upon you forehead. They live in a place called Neomantis, and you know it to… Read more.

Hold your Stake Up

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÷÷÷÷÷   Hold your Stake Up Sunshine knuckle pucker until the crank bolts buckle it’s a give take hustle skin tread bone cement lock the knees antigravity skid pop smoke burn bubble All’s same as catch kick takedown until high knee to chin ratio throw down—two times so see reptiles swim ’round Ants cry to… Read more.

The Queen’s Rusty Spanner

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The Queen’s Rusty Spanner by K. Shawn Edgar  ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ lodged in her gob from where it came no one’s ever known —the rusty spanner —the broken teeth but she isn’t dead she’s only been bled a little to a liter to a lean —white witch high over head hoist your Jacks we’re gathering at the… Read more.