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darling harrowing voice

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don’t ever speak in tongues
when a miracle is what you’re waiting for
I’ve heard the songs of filthy birds
and it didn’t seem like they knew what they
were doing…
an angry little man told the overwhelmed
managers to screw themselves —
I can’t imagine what his friends and families
must think of him,
this crazy bloke — off the rails and out of line,
anger spewing in all the wrong directions…
many people lack poise and prudence,
and it…




Dirty realism, grunge lit, creative confessions, spec fic, and assorted literary atrocities.

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Franco Amati

Franco Amati

Speculative fiction writer from New York. For published work visit or buy me a coffee at

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