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June 30, 2017

Chapter2 My Father Sofie, and the world I have come to see 

 

My father,  jeremeramighah Meeks was  considered as a  man of faith.  Which made him really, really scary. He stood stalwart, at 6 feet, three hands high, and had his thick wavy dark bead and hair  were trim...

May 14, 2017

The calls from a lunatic God
Scream from the poets page 
This - his mackerel brain- 
In blistering blasts 
Resonates out a switched refrain 
But leaves - in residue-
The flip flap from the leaf - a hiss-
That's newly green 
In this evolving spring. 
 

And amid this sacr...

May 14, 2017

 You- you know the story of, of the Odyssey? The book is a favourite o’ mine ever since I read it as a child. One o’ my favourite parts in the book, then an’ now, is the story of the Cyclops. You know, ‘ow, ow he’d poked that titan in the eye? “Oo’s done that?” bellows...

May 13, 2017




‘…The dream is a dark lagniappe. The crows are in flight. There are hundreds of them…hundreds of them…flying in a circle It’s early…early in the morning…or evening… I can’t be sure of which… the, the, cloud is touched with gold and steel. I see their three lobed eye...

May 8, 2017

As Grandfather Atkins sat down, he clicked the switch on his chair. Slowly the seat slid back to a more comfortable position. Then he picked up the remote and turned on the wall screen. A moment later, his granddaughter, Isadora, quickly followed by the robot dog, tumb...

May 8, 2017

There were the four of us: my mother, full of conversation of summer and shadow; my father, tall, with iron black hair, parted to the right, on top of his handsome set features; silently knowing, yet hardly speaking. My sister, Laura, tall and austere, and myself, or “...

May 8, 2017

The Long room.
           For L. without whom…
         
            Cold Creek, New England 1984
           The loss of Innocence… hi...

May 7, 2017

One Orphanage and luminance

The Janus system 1. 7 light years from Terran command
 10 years post the destruction of Waystation.

The bio server room glowed a sickly green. It was cramped at the best of times, yet it was made even more so, by the chaos of the half attached...

May 7, 2017

One: Waystation

 Kit smiled. Her eyes glittered excitedly; while her wide mouth displayed a taught happy mischievous grin, as she looked out of the domed window, towards wild the swirling clouds of Jupiter’s fierce fiery eye.

This was Jupiter Station.  The drop point for...

May 7, 2017

They were  men before the crank is released. They were  men, with hope and fear glittering from their eye's whose colours shine with rich independance; though their complete identity  is masked with battle stripes, and their helmets rest heavy upon their heads, they ar...

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