Captian's Log Rough Draft: Death’s Rail 15 Jul 2018 In the manner of an apology, I present these diverse works, for time like a thief has stolen upon me, and nothing have I completed. They are in rough form,…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Werewolf’s Charge 14 Jul 2018 Before the elect council, their scornful ire thrown down in unbroken stares from their crescent bench which surrounded him, the starved wretch of a man stood entirely exposed. He’d little…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 11 Jul 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: What once was a field lies between him and me. Little dykes, reservoirs meant for the river’s runoff, parts of a forsaken…
Captian's Log Sonnet: New Life 9 Jul 2018 Please read: New Life excerpt: As like that tree humbly without Spring’s joy, without green leaf—no budding fruit is found—; as like that tree whose brittle limbs no boy should climb—a…
Captian's Log You’re Dead (Sight of Wisdom) 5 Jul 2018 Have you ever wished for a nightmare? It’s a strange addiction for me, wanting the macabre to invade me with night terrors. In the midst of the dream, locked within…
Captian's Log Short Story: Let Us Go Into the Light 9 Jun 2018 Let Us Go Into the Light Excerpt: What was my promise? It’s fair you should ask. I said she’d taken me from my living death when she smiled at me,…
Captian's Log Poem: Graveyard’s Crooked Path 30 May 2018 Please read: Graveyard’s Crooked Path Snippet: Down by the Graveyard’s Crooked Path—so named, for that’s the way pallbearers bear their load— a winding course, a twisted pave-d road, I came unto…
Captian's Log Poem: Burned 14 May 201814 May 2018 (Life appears to have some cruel design upon me today, and I've had to cobble this post together while riding in a car. I hope this work manages to be…
Captian's Log Life or Death 10 May 201811 May 2018 I don’t know how long ago I killed the engine. In the winternight’s darkness, my hand rested on the key: a quick turn and I could be out of here,…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 1 May 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Oraculi was silent then, and waddling a few steps from me, uplifted himself in a flutter of black feathers. He flew toward…
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