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My brother lies heavy in my arms. He doesnt cry, never has, but he is trembling. His wounds are worse than mine and I wish I could help him. I stroke his hair and my heavy eyes close. I am beyond any fear for myself, in fact I feel relieved, glad I could stay by his side until the end.
My brother lies heavy in my arms. The scent of fire comes to me on the breeze. I realize it isnt coming from our smoldering home, but from the opposite direction. Confused, I open my eyes and my breath catches in my throat. A man kneels, head bowed, beside us. His long red hair veils his face; he appears to be praying, and that is more surprising than his presence. In this godless land, no one cares for anyone else and nothing is free, not even sympathy. I conclude he is an angel waiting for us.
My brother lies heavy in my arms. He is trembling violently no
Elisha-Immortal Devil I am Elisha. God is salvation, that's what my name means. What a joke, there is no god to save me. There is no eternal peace to greet me at the end. There is no end. In a way, I've sold my soul to the devil, although it's more like I became the devil himself. The people called me the "Immortal Devil", a label I now wear boldly stated on my back. I am no more than what the people say that I am.
Over the centuries I have been called many names and described in many ways. The only similarity between these words is that they are completely groundless. Sure, I've taken countless lives and acted with conscience, but no one knows why. All my actions are judged by others who don't understand the reasons. But its not like these people would understand anyways. No one does. No one knows my story. Well, today I will change that. Someone must hear my tale. They need to know my pain. You seem to have time, so sit down and I wil
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
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