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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Somebody must have spilt ink on the page, Gray as ghosts, paint still slick And the smudges must have formed the shape Of wings, coincidentally, like crows. They stain The dusk sky, hiding a storm. Surely, they were not meant to be there Circling sweet shelters of rustic glory, Picture-perf...
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    Meet me on Alpha Centauri Or someplace cold and empty now that I’m used to isolation there’s just one soul I wish to see. Being back the crowds are claustrophobic A million times more than capsule plastic I find my eyes craving the night sky Dreaming of flying through the void of black....
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    In a vacuum of nothingness hide worlds, refuges of matter, stepping stones for white suits and rockets climbing, at first, to some promised heaven, and later, blind, careening through the blackness for the sake of flight. On a red rock in the sky there is a piece of roving metal made by ...
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    There is no such discovery To be defined so objectively Other than gravity – Even this varies. There is no pure fact, No mere simple reality Or plain understanding To hold in our hands. And if you think otherwise Then look through some other eyes To find the world as you know it Is onl...
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    We turn from the sun, involuntarily And play with machines as if, bumbling, we can turn back the Earth. We lose ourselves in frost (it is captivating) And forget the color green. The trees are all stained Something bright bled on their leaves, The victims outlined in gray shadows of grass Dea...
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    Winter trees are the gray old ghosts Of gaunt wrinkled women and sunken, hunched men Reaching their bone arms to the sky for retribution, Splaying their arthritic fingers to catch denied eternity That falls through their hands to stripe the soil In the shape of sketched shadows of time. The...
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    There is no need for pictures in attics or deals with the devil. One needn’t search for fountains of youth aboard creaking Spanish ships. And don’t bother seeking demon’s bite – It only leads to fool’s regret. But it’s not hopeless. I heard of a man who – the desire for immor...
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    What really surprised the wanderer at first was the sky. In the pictures it was gray, constantly storming and broiling, shooting down acid. But really it was clear and bright with stars. There was so much the wanderer had to do and she didn't even care. She just lay down, the helmet of her suit...
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    Cassandra Moresi moved hesitantly through the labyrinthine backstage, navigating the litter leftovers of the concert, deconstructed drum set bones and boxy amplifiers. The Electric Chameleons, she deduced, were not fond of visitors. She clung to the comforting, laminated press pass on the lanyard...
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    Benjamin Carmichael had the dubious honor of being the first human killed by a robot. Even now it’s a rare enough occurrence that the press would pounce like mongrels on fresh meat. Back in the day when a computer the size of an office had only just passed the Turing test and micro programmers had...
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    When Elsa was younger she was afraid of so many things. There was a monster in every shadow. Topping the list was a carnival when the sun had just gone down, the feel of the cool summer night air, the calliope call of the carousel, the too-sweet, tempting aftertaste of cotton candy, and that unnervi...
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    The latest series from YA author Holly Black, best known for her urban fantasy, is an unusual mix of genres. A present-day fantasy noir, centering around crime, cons, magic, and a little bit of romance, under Black’s master narration, becomes an addicting, exciting ride this reader didn’t want ...
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    Even in the most pressing situations, the most paranoid future situations, the near-death encounters, the thrills and spills the science fiction hero deals with, they always have one thing they can rely on: they’re mind. So it makes since, in Philip K Dick’s famously dark and unsettling novels,...
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    There is much to be enjoyed in American Gods. The uniqueness and originality one expects from a Gaiman novel comes not so much from the plot but the premise and unusual characterization. While the hero’s journey follows a rather predictable path, the outcome of the novel itself does not. Amer...
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    Ubik begins with a surprisingly typical action style premise. It is set in a future where people with psychic abilities such as telepathy or precognition are recruited to spy on businesses and are targeted by individuals with the ability to blot out their powers. The novel opens with an elderly ge...
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    Though he is best known for his beloved science-fiction works and the novel Dandelion Wine is entirely devoid of Martian landscapes or futuristic commentary, it is unmistakably a work of Ray Bradbury. The love and richness of his description, the fantastic wisdom of the individual tales, could all h...
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    In William Tevis’ fantastic novel The Man Who Fell to Earth, there is an alien invasion and all the familiar tropes that go with it. There is a man with the power to stop it, a woman who becomes deeply involved, government agencies seeking to find the answers. However, the book is about none of th...
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    It’s easy to tell when a book has become a classic. Everybody’s heard of it. It’s read in schools. People spotted with their noses in its pages get labeled smart. But there are certain books which become, well, more classic than other. Books which work their way into public consciousness,...
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    Shine is many things – a detective story and an examination of place, poverty, and family. It begins as a tragedy and resolves into an almost happy ending. It is casually written, yet lyrical in its presentation. It is moving, sincere, and told with heart. In all these ways, it is fantastic. Ca...
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    You might not think you know much about Philip K. Dick's 1968 science fiction novel, which explores a post-nuclear-war future in which the majority of humanity has immigrated to space and are served by often rebellious androids, but you probably know more than you think. The novel is better known...
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    He didn’t believe in reincarnation, though he wanted to. He wanted to live a million lives at once, wanted to walk every speck of the world. Like every foolish youth he believed he could understanding everything if he ran far enough and looked closely. He found mountains of meaning in a broken ...
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    Li Hua had never been fond of the desert, something which she always felt the most after walking in it for several hours. She’d been searching for days, following the tattered map she’d been given, looking for the area where the rock had fallen. It had not of course had the courtesy to fall in...
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    “Let me guess. You’re here for the big one.” “Isn’t everyone.” I stir the cream into my coffee, watching it turn the color of the man’s eyes. “Not everyone. Some people live here you know.” I couldn’t tell if the offense in his voice was fake or not. I took a big sip o...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    If days, once lost, will forever be gone and mankind’s whims substantial as a breeze then what anchors us from each dusk to dawn and old history’s memory disease? For as days explode while suns set and rise so humanity falls with passing time And as day returns and the darkness sighs so...
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    If I am incapable of putting pen to paper so that the black blood ink of my mind may spill forth on paper lined with thin and faded blue to capture my heart in imperfect linguistic cages than what is left of me? If the ink does not flow in the proper shape of my crooked penmanship and...

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