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Wishful

Wishful

A Story by Nash


A wish was granted
Sweet Life, Bitter Death

Sweet Life, Bitter Death

A Story by Nash


It is a sickly sweet scent that crowds and clamors in my nose, hinting at the inevitable rot. Wisteria fragrance wafts down from on high, dropped fr..
Exdeis

Exdeis

A Poem by Nash


The choice between having nothing to believe,or accepting your ultimate fear as inscrutable fact.This is what must be made.Your existence is undeniabl..
Phae 2

Phae 2

A Story by Nash


HAHA BET YOU THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER SEE THE TIME Also I'm just posting this in spurts and bits whenever I write enough more to be coherentish
Maybe say it’s the end

Maybe say it’s the end

A Poem by Nash


Gettin' tired of the tried and truesame old ways of makin it through.These days it feels like my brain is breakin'away from myself and my self decepti..
My Heart Pounds

My Heart Pounds

A Poem by Nash


My heart poundsOn the door to heavenA sign is hungBy a noose “Sorry: we are closed”But stillMy heart poundsDark glimpse of the nornin whic..
Why am I awake?

Why am I awake?

A Poem by Nash


I want to sleep. I want to fall upon my bed and let my dreams wash over me. I want to escape the world. I want to live in the only place I&rsquo..
Phae, Part 1

Phae, Part 1

A Story by Nash


Moonlight spills like rancid milk across the city, catching in smoke and gurgling in gutters. In an alley, touched only by the dimmest of the cele..
Just Because

Just Because

A Story by Nash


A stream of consciousness tale that spiraled into a question and an answer.
Alice

Alice

A Story by Nash


Another world where life can be measured. More to come, maybe.

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