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*** This barely perceptible glow is the perfect example of lamplight’s limitations, itself meant to help before ..

*** There is something in the soundless that creates photographs in the mind, images made of frayed words twisted int..

*** Though I struggle to twist the mirror, I still wear my father’s face on the windward side of demarcation, where th..

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*** A great and terrible beast has loosened its chains. and slouches towards the towers. Gnashing of teeth, acri..

*** I keep seven Round Stic Bic pens handy; in case inspiration appears unexpectedly, I’d hate to see it flee safely due t..

*** My new socks are dirty. How can that be? I only wore them yesterday when I did nothing but watch TV. I did take ..

*** I open it to the obits -- I want to know who did their dying today. Was it slow or quick? Who was the observer, ..

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