T. K. Sjostrom : Writing

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A Poem by T. K. Sjostrom


It doesn't make any sense really. The wires keep coming and eventually all tangle in a corner, growing, Slightly, Every second. Twisty ties and gl..
An Experience

An Experience

A Story by T. K. Sjostrom


"My heart?" I ask. "Your heart." He says. "And I'm dying?" I ask terrified. "Yes, You are dying." He explai..
(o.O)

(o.O)

A Poem by T. K. Sjostrom


It's called an orange. Has the name of George. A once glorious empire. We need five dozen fence posts. To build a carcass. Call for the ambulance..
[-]-[-]

[-]-[-]

A Poem by T. K. Sjostrom


With so much time to prepare... And with so little time to progress. We have been created. A nothing. Now a something. All the while fluctuating ..
D:E:1

D:E:1

A Poem by T. K. Sjostrom


The ocean stretches onwards, outwards, inwards of itself. Filled with waste from the city slowly chewing it up. The people churning inside the beast..

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