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Isle of Skye

Isle of Skye

she pointed into the glow
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Ken Martin
Mare Imbrium

Mare Imbrium

I live in a house on the Moon
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Ken Martin
A Perfection of Gears

A Perfection of Gears

A poem about ninja fairies
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Madam Mystery
Elves in the Garden

Elves in the Garden

her house is an eddy in a stream of thoughts,
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Ken Martin
13 Days of Dark & Weird 2019
Imagining Beyond

Imagining Beyond

Beyond the city of Megalopolis, the countryside is peaceful.
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E.D. Martin
Instilling

Instilling

Be bold and be willing, Kotuku’s instilling
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Pamela Edwards
Because Everybody Knows Red Lips are Wanton

Because Everybody Knows Red Lips are Wanton

A lucky snowflake: The girl who has everything but is not clever enough to keep it
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Julia Kantic
Strange Shapes

Strange Shapes

August 25th, Tuesday, 6:03 A.M. — The morning is cool if warmer than yesterday, and this wind out of the northwest feels stronger than the…
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Edd Jennings
The Dark Thing

The Dark Thing

A neverending plight of something gone terribly wrong
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Sherrie Hurd Hyatt
Knock Knock

Knock Knock

Vines of ivy partially cover the brick walls of the sprawling, two-story mansion. A modest sign on the manicured lawn reads ‘The Dreamers…
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Annie Caldwell
Sophie’s Light

Sophie’s Light

You’re almost there, and your shadow is large
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Sable Whisper
Tiberius has the Knack

Tiberius has the Knack

The children demanded a Halloween story today. They were so eager and excited, and they absolutely wouldn’t take no for an answer.
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Jesse Bryant
The Pure Life

The Pure Life

I heard stories about this place. They were always odd, to say the least.
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Pedro Jacob
Eyes like marble

Eyes like marble

13 Days of Dark & Weird
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Phillip T Stephens
The Beetle

The Beetle

It has been long, so long, these days and hours and months and years and I still sit here, in my tattered slip among the stones, waiting…
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edh lamport
A Little Learning (a very short and not entirely dark story)

A Little Learning (a very short and not entirely dark story)

Seated with his wife under the pergola on the terrace of Villa Francesca, high above Capri’s Marina Grande, Sir Rufus tossed aside his…
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Jesse Bryant
Driver, who are you?

Driver, who are you?

You are a driver, the only thing you ever wanted to be. Growing up, you held and manoeuvred a cheap plastic rendition of the machine you…
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Blake Green
Verses from Blighted Page

Verses from Blighted Page

Sup morsels of foment
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Pamela Edwards
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