January 2019
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Where the Sky Shudders
Edited by Stephanie Bachman I am the all-seeing eye. Peering into universes aplenty. I look for one thing and one thing only, but my gaze
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The Signal
There is the victim, caught playing with snakes again. Little light, on the horizon. Keep quiet now, or your life is at stake. Look for
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Apostates Sedition Part 1: Fruition
Lo and behold I, a man of a simple life have seen many visions of the past, the future, and the present. There is much
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What If?
Where do I see myself? What will I do? What if I could invent something, and unlock the human mind? What if? Someone has to
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My Blood
My blood, redder then wine. My blood,is better than fine. My blood, has traces on the walls. My blood, makes me feel whole. My blood, is on
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Down
Down in the canyon. Down with the light. Down to see if this things cursed. Down to complete the design. Down with the harlot. Down
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Panic
Panic here. I can feel it, I can smell it, I can taste it, Hey, you, theres a place you, can you tell what to
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Eyes Are So Calming
As I close my eyes tonight, I make a prayer so I can dream. To things that can shine To see things I don’t normally