A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

  • Posted on 27th March 2016,
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A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

Down there, pressure is a bombastic creator.┬áThis deep black well is lit with the spray of biophotons. Your periphery is a dim void out of which anything can spring. Snakes of coal, who tempt with spheres of light. Unnatural bodies wrapped around bent spines.… Read More

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Are You Ripe?

  • Posted on 15th March 2016,
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Are You Ripe?

‘I will bury myself in my own imagination and let myself rot, eaten by all the thoughts I once ate. Until only an almost-nothing remains, an infra-thing that whispers between words and speaks to You!’
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Black Butter

  • Posted on 3rd March 2016,
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Black Butter

Morpheus hovers in the black bog sky. Everything has been crisped by otherworldly lightning. Starry buffalo churn the black-butter clouds. Morpheus’ sooty will works itself outward from spindly fingertips. The door vibrates. Disembodied faces bathe their words in tar. The saddle we put on our day comes off like a loose swimsuit in this bizarre Dalinian night.… Read More

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