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The Leprechaun

Prose Poetry by Liúsaidh Standing stones. Blood on the rocks. Thrice I call you, Mortal Man. Thou hast caught my shoes, so I cannot run. In thy hands, my lantern of dark-light. I cannot lie. Mortal Man, who seeks his … Continue reading

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The Middle of the Night

Dark Poetry by Marcus Bales for Mark Totterdell I’ve had that dream: the hard official knock made louder by the acid culture of fear that eats resistance down and ends in shock obeying orders to gather whatever mere necessities are … Continue reading

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What VD Taught Me

Disturbing Verse by Marcus Bales They did it every year for years and every year I grew more wary and up to puberty my fears were focused on mid-February.

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