Captian's Log Drabble: The Light 21 Jul 2021 We sought the light through the vast epochs of time, wandering through millennia and millennia. We passed ages unrecorded and unknown, eras of wilderness and untamed growth, and long worn…
Captian's Log Dreams of Darkness 20 Jul 2021 It has been observed that space is cold, but how do I make you understand the deep and abiding chill which settles in the astronaut’s bones after years and decades…
Captian's Log Poem: Going Crazy 19 Jul 2021 I feel a little crazy, I feel a little mad, I trampled down a daisy, and felt a little sad. I searched through air and water, through fire and the…
Captian's Log Holy Deluge 18 Jul 2021 I screamed, wrestling with the steering wheel, the seatbelt digging into my shoulder as the car tilted onto one side. There was one, dizzying moment where I thought we might…
Captian's Log Poem: A Little Light 17 Jul 2021 The demon's eyes were red, but not by light of burning flame, two spheres there floating in the dark, with hatred none can tame, and I, a frightened whelp, beset…
Captian's Log Poem: Carried to the Sea 16 Jul 2021 The water running from the hill, the rapids white like snow, the rocks which time again do kill those dashed here by the flow. And dashed one more, here by…
Captian's Log Getting Close | An Inflection Point 15 Jul 2021 I'm getting close. So, I post here a lot, every day in fact. I started about four years ago when I just wanted to escape my life, and have continued…
Captian's Log Poem: Murdering Light 14 Jul 2021 Please Read:Murdering Light At the rite of the wanning moon, we were silent,held back by fear under the grotesque masks we wore.They say the death of light must always be…
Captian's Log Monster Poem: Vivisector’s Regret 13 Jul 2021 Please Read: Vivisector's Regret Abandoned to this prison made of glass, upon this shelf where notes and dust amass, forgotten by the madman who made me— a bauble kept which…
Captian's Log Poem: The Hounded Sinner 12 Jul 2021 Please Read: The Hounded Sinner We heard you in the market, your footsteps in the square, and yet we did not mark it as though all unaware. Unto the seller's…
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