Captian's Log Breaking 6 Jun 2022 I've been battling some severe writer's block the last few weeks. Everything I write feels forced, and all I want to do is drink myself silly. Well, today, I decided…
Captian's Log The Beast 5 Jun 20224 Jun 2022 The sweet aroma of the flowering field—I watch the stalks bending in the wind and feel the passing breeze—rolls over me in the summer morn. I'm washed by these wild…
Captian's Log Light 4 Jun 2022 Trying to write in the darkness of my mind when all there is is fear, anger, and disgust. Disgust at myself disguised as anger at others, an anger which molders…
Captian's Log Home 3 Jun 2022 There are no voices in the rain but the laughter of the trees as heaven falls through their hair. They sway and dance, rejoicing under the grey clouds. Their limbs…
Captian's Log The Death of Noise 2 Jun 2022 There is a terrible fear which clings to their minds,that whispered possibility, "Am I wrong?"and that's why they shout—to deafen their ears—lest they might learn that they are not God.…
Captian's Log Dreaming Alone 1 Jun 2022 The night was cool and dark,the stars were bright but far,and none were in the park;it felt a bit bizarre . . . To stand alone where crowds once throngedto be alone and…
Captian's Log The Dreaming Sea 31 May 2022 Over the vast and dreaming sea a city comes to me: Upon the rocky bluff I stand and spy the floating land whose whispered tales and fabled lore from ancient…
Captian's Log 2022: Memorial Day 30 May 2022 Remember then the fallen ones:for us they spent their lives,they faced the fierce and frightening gunsand widowed their own wives.Their children they have orphaned tooto save all of our sons.One…
Captian's Log New Skin 29 May 202229 May 2022 You tore my flesh away revealing bone, and all I was, a skeleton alone. The spiders came to make their summer nest. They crawled inside my skull, into my breast.…
Captian's Log The Fool and the Duel 28 May 202227 May 2022 The swords crossed. Their steel rang like bells in the night. The duelists danced to the music of the swords, their writhing limbs honed, all muscle—they flew above the cobblestones…
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