Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Muddy Pond; Clear Sky) 6 Apr 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: He looks into the pool where tint of red bleeding over the evening sky’s image colors in crimson-murderous that host: the marshaled stars in regal…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 4 Apr 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Grabbing another root, I turn and face the wall in earnest. My arms quake as I lift myself, one handhold at a…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 28 Mar 2018 I'm still fighting off a cold, and now my asthmatic lungs have decided to house whatever germs have been partying in my exhausted sinuses. The obvious remedy is whiskey, but…
Captian's Log Poem: The Deviant 27 Mar 2018 Check out: The Deviant I'm still sick, but still managed to cobble this poem together. Please enjoy.
Captian's Log… Update: Eyes of God 25 Mar 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: “I am not blind, nor my sight perverted. I am Carrion Oraculi, the prophecy’s flesh.” Following the sound, I spy a dying…
Captian's Log Drip Drip Drop 24 Mar 2018 By means of an apology, I write this forward. An unsettling nightmare took hold of me this morning, one where people I love were divorcing. I tried somewhat to capture…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (On Dead Deer) 23 Mar 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: The hunt fulfilled, venison won, he sheds well-practiced discipline, the manner of his craft, and in soliloquy thus spoke: O deer, in sure movements how…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 22 Mar 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: I lose sight of him, his silhouette shrinking into the sun. Sitting in silence, I watch a contingent of beetles approaching my…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 20 Mar 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Then placing its beady, monochrome eye upon me, it shouts, “Murder!” The bird’s word covers me in a cold fire. I burn…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Moonlight) 19 Mar 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: Now by her light the woodsman stalks the deer drinking the moon in yon reflective pool, its head lowered gently lapping the pale, bright disk.…
