Captian's Log They Die Alone 7 Oct 2019 The broken warrior leaned upon the overturned wagon, his sword wavering as he held it between himself and the bandit. One of the horses whinnied, confused and in pain, dying…
Captian's Log Reading the Bible 6 Oct 2019 There are two ways in which people use the Bible: On the one hand, people sift, analyze, and tear apart the Bible, searching for some nugget, some phrase or verse,…
Captian's Log Poem: Dreaming Stars 5 Oct 2019 Though heaven her curtain pulls, through pinpricks her light escapes. For her veil of starlit holes —hungering—my heart still aches The stars, the stars, they shine, and everyone is mine.…
Captian's Log Poem: Silence 4 Oct 2019 We called, but you weren't there. What do I say? The kids starving, and me what could I pay? Then ready War, ready always with flesh, kept these alive, and…
Captian's Log Poem: She Works to End the World 3 Oct 2019 You rise to stir the pot, an eye on the foul beast which ere this point has sought to keep you from your feast. He’s still while you’re looking, but…
Captian's Log Chiasm: Buried 2 Oct 20192 Oct 2019 Buried where none may see, despised and out of sight: The ground consumes the corpse; the earth closes its mouth. What dreams do dead men dream? What hope lies in…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Back and Forth 1 Oct 2019 There in his room alone he paces back and forth, a man without a grave. He moves so to evade the measure of his worth, the fruitless seeds he’s sown.
Captian's Log Naked 30 Sep 201930 Sep 2019 He had no reservations, no hope for leniency, and as dead for a sheep as a lamb, he let his tongue its full strength, quivering as he spoke: “Tomorrow the…
Captian's Log Final Impression: Difference Between Hinduism and Christianity 29 Sep 2019 Continuing from First Impression: Difference Between Hinduism and Christianity I wanted to know what the logic of Hinduism was. We went over their metaphysics and practices, but aside from this descriptive…
Captian's Log Shadows 28 Sep 2019 I feel my body stir, long wasting in this darkness, as something pulls at my soul. Fighting through the filth and mildew surrounding me, I break into the air, the…
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