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Five of Diamonds: Countdown
I’m ninety eight years old, and I am dying. I’ll do the things I still have time to do. I’ll grab life and I’ll dance, for I will not have the chance to do the rest before I rest I knew that in...
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Ace of Diamonds: Swan Song (or: The Listeners)
“I need to relax,” said Bob to the boy behind the counter. He couldn’t have been older than than eighteen, but Bob was almost taken in by his efforts to appear more world-weary than Bob was. Spiked...
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Poem: Urgent Journey
Her heartbeat brings you rhythm, love, and nourishment and life Till muscles push you out and out, and out and out and out and out and out to meet the world. Cold, kaleidoscopic cacophony, warmed with...
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Ace of Diamonds: Rook Song
This story is a sequel and/or prequel to Swan Song, but I hope it also makes sense on its own. The artless masses follow each other through the darkness. In the safety of imitation, they are content....
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Unintentional Haiku from New Scientist, on Consciousness, Life, and Time
I’m going out tonight and won’t have time to finish writing a poem for NaPoWriMo, so here are the haiku that Haiku Detector detected in the next three topics of New Scientist’s special issue with the...
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