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The Lands They Tread Are Damned

A thousand stars burn in the sky, As I trek this barren land. Soldiers crawl the earth behind, The lands they tread all damned. I’m the sole survivor left, The one the foe set free Blood sprayed the wooden floors

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So Cold My Tears Froze

I sprint across the endless gap why is he so far away? My feet – they smash – through empty space – with nothing here and nothing there no wall between us no one to stop us – but I

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Virulent Things

Once, in another world, a thirteen year old girl wrote a poem: Like a disfigured child —in a transfigured room— who looks out upon beauty’s last realm through an imagined window… virulent things with superficial smiles —holding onto fallacious truths—

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The Dark Lover

In a city of mages, guild slave Lysium dances every night, magical stars drifting from her hair that whisper veiled persuasions into the minds of those watching. She’s married to Loren, also a guild slave, who keeps secrets he hopes

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A Suit of Ash, a Dress of Char

Let’s dance through life, our love aflame, In flame, my soul tattooed your name: Your brilliance scrawled across my heart Awakened every lonesome part. No space for doubt, no ‘left to chance’, We leap, we dare; we soar, and dance.

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Thief’s Woman

We ride alone – no going back – as bloody dusk sets in, The choice is made – it’s made – as I join in his life of sin. We stop at length; he laughs – those eyes – I

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A Song for Each Story

Right now I’m sitting in my flat listening to someone in a flat below mine belt out the lyrics to an absolutely unrecognizable song. Which got me to thinking about how some–oh, wait, now there are multiple people who can’t

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What I’m working on in 2016

Anyone curious about what I’m working on this year? Here are the chosen books below plus descriptions and excerpts. In mostly alphabetical order. As to which order I’ll finish them in, I’m not sure, but probably: In this Ruined City

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Will You Fly with Me?

I’ve heard rumors of his prowess in battle, but the reality is breathtaking. With a quick grin, he spins around with his black sword and lunges at the shadow demons teeming around us, their indistinct figures screeching, thrashing, horned, scaly,

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The Sonya Pad

So, we have a new iPad at work. They’ve named it “Sonya Pad”. Probably because it has my face as its wallpaper. Why? Because it’s new and I was testing some tables in our information system on it yesterday, so

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When I was twenty-two, I ran away to Prague, where I now sing to my black cat (who collects dustballs in her whiskers), eat chocolate for breakfast, and have lemon tarts every Thursday.

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