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Spaghetti and Bloodlust My can opener growls like a cornered beast. Probably because the remnants of beef blood that still coat my palms call to i..

Sounds ofa Muddy River Since my faith’s mangled body was found half-decayed in a roadside trash bag, each night I fall asleep in an anxi..

Just before impact So I withered, as the cold hardened around me, mean and unsympathetic to my collapse. The room became a ball of frostbitten..

Magick The old green Gremlin had to be push-started. I guess there’s no spell to cure a strained lower back. The voodoo/hoodoo hut was crac..

Don't touch me . . . Heal me The leaderwas wearing a tailored red business suit. One of his front teeth was much longer than the others. They pu..

drowning in confusion....losing the will to love...relying on old familiar dirty instincts that save us from out minds on occasion.

I was brilliant once....until the hangover kicked in

Blind Snake My orthodontist said she was nice, so I dialed the number. “Food” was the code word that opened thehidden passage. ..

Semiautomatic insults fly, And I dance hard in the crosshairs. I understand it better because it hurts Like a belly wound that won’t stop g..

Numbers Walk the twisted debris pile, Gather up sweet distractions. Sordid little trinkets to Outshine dissatisfaction. Dark attractions slithe..