The Golem Maker

The Golem Maker

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"And on the eight day, God sang, 'Let there be gays!'" good-spirited fast-track and fool of fracking, leak and let leak, freak– again, leak and let leak, the savagely beautiful– Her name is the effigy I throw around to get a little less attention and a little more fake sympathy– O', you fakers, clear as the days of my caretakers, are you good? fluid as the soul can be? high as the revelation of some fortune stripped across your bow, hammered like the Almighty oiled up and ready for a show? good, good, let me tell you something, then– every year, I find myself digging deeper ...Read more

Anthems To Our Lazy

Anthems To Our Lazy

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"Unus homo nobis cunctando restituit rem. Noenum rumores ponebat ante salutem; Ergo plusque magisque viri nunc gloria claret." First-time listener, long-time caller. A lover. A lover. Two aces of New Year's Eves like pinpricks refuting. …Finding yourself entangled in the magic of it all– Where the warcry needle is a fiery big hit, a beguilingly big minute, Dotting my fiercely i's and splintering my e's, Eavesdropping at any moment, in the red-eyed glazer like a synapse, like a sigh and a sign. The gods of dogs never do tell you the reformative years are the dull ones. They will h ...Read more

Harrowing of Hell

Harrowing of Hell

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"Chief Tyrol… This is the Blackbird?" "Yes, Ma'am… Madam President, this is an honor." "No, the honor's mine. It's remarkable." "Just a ship, Ma'am." "Oh, you're much too modest. After what we've been through, it would be very easy to give up, to lose hope. But not here. Not today. This is more than a ship, Chief. This is an act of faith. It is proof that despite all we've lost, we keep trying. And we will get through this. All of us, together. I promise." (– BSG S02E09) Happiness becomes a sin we sought to overcome, And though our lords and their lords' lords, too, tend to overco ...Read more

Biocannibalize

Biocannibalize

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You are walking in the museum of now-humanity's ancestors. You, the descendant, smiles in your crooked way. They are in jars. They are displayed from a far and being made money for. And the fire casts to all a long shadow, and the shadow veils on you Perfectly and still functioning. "You failed," you whispered to it Like a melancholy chub no longer a longer, apricot-eyed. "You failed back," theirs seem to reply, the nefarious pointing and taunting, From the cylindrical glass where chunks were preserved, the bullet-topped Chunks of history, chunks of your avarice in a pollinated sweat-b ...Read more

Karunā

Karunā

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I annihilate men with my godsent tongue, this godsent mouth. My lip gloss are diamonds like I'm the diabolical that rose a rose. My hips, my arms– they are godless but they climbed down from heavens light as rain, As the snow McKinley has never known, never had a problem for, never worn… "I wish he had a blog, so I can read his mind, so I can judge his thoughts accordingly, The things he won't dare speak direct to me, but shouts at me, directly…" It only takes one re-reading of Shakespeare to learn of love again. I learn of tragedy again. My dear tragedienne, would you come back ...Read more

 
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