Statement From An Arsonist

At the small town meetings they held by candle light, in the shed out by the pond where the judge had a cabin, there would always be a moment at the end where anyone could say what they were thinking. One night, after discussing the matters delivered from above, the town arsonist stood up and […]

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Testament

What happens next? In this place where the gargoyles are made out of flesh and the worshipers of worries, doubts, and stone. I will note atone for what I say because of popular consensus in the wrong. When only those who hate the world will listen. A chocolate milkshake spilled into a pothole at a […]

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No Outlet

Houses arranged in round about ways that can only be pondered from the sky. Bike rides all throughout them that aren’t bike rides really but excuses to go off and talk. The subjects vary everyday, but in a way they are always about the horizon. Not where the earth meets the sun but another one […]

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Unwise Owls

A misplaced magnet in a compass makes the arrow spin like records did before we burned them all, and replaced them with the noises neurons make inside our heads. I once got drunk with a girl that’s whole career was reviewing backyard sheds. She always hated the ones that were painted red as they were […]

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Invisible

A goat grazes in a field with dying grass and doesn’t blink its eye that looks just like an hourglass. A kite shaped like a man is let go and its shadow expands across the earth until its projection is colossal like the clouds that carry storms across the ocean. Entire clearings are torn up […]

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Disgrace

I probably could have made it if I gave it all I had, and didn’t waste my precious time on double thinking. I could cut through any structure with the edge of my red sword that she always said was beautiful, but would simply fall away compared to her. I listen to the water drip […]

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Crowded

Two acquaintances see each other again but decide not to speak. He stands by the window tables looking out for who he came to meet, but she was crossing the road between a bunch of people, staring at the signs, loud in the life lines. Someone was leaning out their apartment window and yelling at […]

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