HeyJaredThe Great Beyond
Site of a driven artist looking to become bona fide, this is The Great Beyond - this is where I will make it
- Indexed issues, last 90 days
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- Sep 30, 2026
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- Jul 18, 2026
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Shot Into The Wild Heart (opens the original)
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Big shoutout and massive thank you to my brilliant cast of alpha readers: , and The lords of today do not plant Muscat pears, neither do they plant walnut trees…why? Perhaps, because a man can only plant walnut trees and Muscat pears for his grandchildren, for its wood develops that slowly. And the lords of today either do not think about the future, or they do not see the fates of their grandchildren in that future. Wass Albert (from <
Commence The Hour of Hawks (opens the original)
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‘So whatever you find you are drawn to in following God’s will, do it and let your heart be at peace’Unnamed Hermit from The Sayings of The Early Christian MonksText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedBlack hawk White hawk djinn dow
Eternal Balance of The Leaves (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe purple leaves slant, lowly, like turtles Bearing serpents on their heaving shells, These are the leaves -- the dark forest still fertile, Still eternal, as endless stillness in yondless wells, Dusk's sunsplay -- -- the tears of God made Man, Alights the face of leaves, gold streams along leaf stem, While underneath darkness amasses in Man's soul, Veils where many have reached, to
The Javelin Is A Blade of Light (opens the original)
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Thank you to , , and (whose perhaps offhand comment was more precious to this piece and to my future body of work than perhaps he had anticipated) for their eyeballs on this work. I think I am finally cooking on gas. Longer fiction incoming, with the weight and motion of an atomic bomb that detonates with the voice of Claude from Hair (1979) singing: I got my hair — I got my head — I got my brains — I got my ears — I got my eyes — I got my nose ̵
Oceanic Body of The Horses (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedHorses in the earth; the entire world held within a horse’s form, stars upon stars upon stars cord along the oceanic body flank upon flank upon flank, shadows fading in a heap-- the grains of sand vanish
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