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Cooks, broth, and too many burning tongues

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Apr 16, 2023 • 1 min read

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Threat of Rain

The wind whistled through the cave...

Jun 2, 2024 1 min read

Siren

As I chased the sun between a finger and thumb, Daedalus laughed at me and he cried: "She's got time on her side; still, you spread your waxen wings too soon." For a smile that could only do harm, and a thousand-yard-stare only she could disarm.

May 12, 2024 1 min read

Sat at the Edge of the World

I'm sat at the edge of the world without a hook on the end of my line, Watching clouds roll by without a smile behind my eyes, Wandering if Tom was right: Are there nightclubs in Heaven? So, I can complain about the noise. Until then, I’m

May 5, 2024 1 min read

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