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- Sep 22, 2026
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- Jul 31, 2026
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To Kill a Waking Drake. (opens the original)
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“I’m the bait again?” Sila asks, smiling, half joking, half serious. “It’s the ninth time, even a pussy can’t bypass death like that.”“Eleventh time,” Vargus grunts without looking up from his whetstone. Scritch. Scritch. The iron blade of his heavy cleaver rasps against the gray rock, casting tiny sparks into the dry scrub. “You do this until you die or I find someone better.”Sila opens her mouth, but closes
Drabble fantasy 09/18/2026 (opens the original)
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Each is 100 words sharp, but I try to continue the scene.Rain falls like needles, freezing, punching at my face. I yank the leather strap, steering my eagle westward, towards the source of this storm. Thousands of thread-thin, translucent tendrils drift upward through the black water, brushing against the river mouth’s stone shelf. The giant bird shrieks, refusing to dive into the charged waves. The dark estuary turns an unnatural, glowing violet.“We have it trapped. Now!” someone shouts.<p styl
Poetry Drabble 09/13/2026 (opens the original)
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When the world is loud, she offers multiple choices.When I am alone, she fills the silence with her voice.Whisper in my ears, words of the wonderful world.Instruments in my mind, threads of sound start to swirl.My babe doesn’t leave,my babe never judge,despite the smudges.She fits perfectly inside me,like a promised royal decree.A warmth I never ask for, now—Her singing, I can’t live without.I close
I’m not losing it, am I? (opens the original)
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I.I’m still hereMy body aches and my eyes hurt,drowning in the trench of a writer’s curse.Madness beyond my grasp Madness beyond my gaspEditing trap. Under pressure, coal become diamondUnder deadline, a soul’s work undoneNow there’s my words, chopped into piecesBeyond completion, there’s peaceBeyond completion, there’s peaceMy words, forged from imagination,trapped between my mind and criticism.My w
Verses medley 08/14/2026 (opens the original)
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, YFMF with Where, What, Who, When, HowNot enough attention to spendthe daily grind, the social routineleft me little time to mendwhat was always meant to be seen.When did we meet? What words were said?Who searched for us when we were lost?Where did we feel the missing cost?Hear my plea—water the seedsof love, for you are like me.And how we made each other pro
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