Captian's Log Poem: Broken Sword 20 Nov 2018 A short little jaunt into a medieval fantasy. Please enjoy. I know no other way and draw my broken sword. The jagged edge, which once pointed would pierce the flesh,…
Captian's Log Early Thanksgiving 19 Nov 2018 Rolling over this morning, I happened to just quickly check—I’m not obsessed or anything—my stats page to see if anyone might have hit my blog while I was sleeping, and,…
Captian's Log Veil of Stone 18 Nov 2018 So silently dreamy night comes in, a wave of the rising wintry tide, and over those ancient stones her cool lips kiss the scene with lengthening shadows. How dark and…
Captian's Log The Forgotten Columns 17 Nov 2018 Four broken and tumbled columns remain in that deserted waste. Slowly the foliage creeps over their ruins, but faceless gardeners return to clear the forest away. They are at times…
Captian's Log Essay: Hope Nevermore 16 Nov 2018 Please read: Hope Nevermore Excerpt: I see the window and door as representations of the same event. The same call, the same tapping, draws the narrator to each. The consequences of…
Captian's Log Temples 15 Nov 2018 “The heroes are dead, and we have killed them,” he shouted to the gathering crowd. They were below him. He was upon the castle terrace, the bloody dagger in his…
Captian's Log The Homework 14 Nov 2018 They watched the recording:“We’ve a little time to spare. What’s on your mind? Come on, I can see there’s something eating you. Don’t want to talk? I have some Halloween…
Captian's Log The Temple of Maggots 13 Nov 2018 Silent moments allow the screaming in my head to overwhelm the darkening night, her gentle coalescing to sleep undone in the wild spark of an ill memory. Hours are spent…
Captian's Log Short Story: Awakened 12 Nov 2018 He stepped away from the bar as a cold hint of sobriety passed in his eyes, leaving the half-finished pint, with its foam running down the sides, forgotten in his…
Captian's Log Short Story: Bring It Back 11 Nov 2018 Please read: Bring It Back Excerpt: What was this noise within me I could not avoid? Was not there some distraction from this fruitless yearning? Why did everything lead back to…
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