Captian's Log Poem Fragment: Eternal Night 17 Jun 2018 Strange it is to say goodbye to one whose love brought me so high. Odd to see no life in you when ‘twas our life would see me through. Break…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 12 Jun 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: As he told his story, I followed him, blindly weaving a course through the trunks of the dead trees. Then, as it…
Captian's Log Sonnet: Minotaur’s Birth 10 Jun 2018 Please read: Minotaur’s Birth excerpt: A monster grows inside my tender womb; his horns, not dull, already sprout and pierce. No fleshy toes are his, but like my groom —a…
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 Depths and Heights 6 Jun 2018 I had the good fortune of free time today, and from there a well spent moment was pleasantly passed within the pages of Moby Dick, which I’m slowly reading through.…
Captian's Log Poem: This Road Leads Home 5 Jun 2018 After a day on the road, I saw that I was upon paths leading home, and began to speak: This Road Leads Home
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 The Werewolf Epic (Conscience) 22 May 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: So now this word returns, and ‘twere conscience as like a man possessed of more than voice —what voice he has! for lo, no one…
Captian's Log Poem Fragment 18 May 2018 A story, in the back of my mind, grows, and tonight a part presents itself. The gods, in time before, their seeds had scattered round among the race of men.…
Captian's Log Sonnet: The Impersonal God 17 May 2018 Please read: The Impersonal God After troubling an acquaintance with my conversation for some hours this day, I was left with what may be described as a myriad of thoughts. I…
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