Pete
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Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder.
Nerves
You’re trying to make sure no one notices.
The reaction inside whenever it enters the room.
That flutter in your stomach when it brushes past.
A skipping rhythm in your chest as it glances...
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December 10, 2025 at 10:39 PM
Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder.
I crib a lot of my titles from songs and happened to be listening to Ride the Lightning earlier this morning.
Trapped Under Ice
Protruding from the frozen water of the pond.
Looking like the kind of ornamental centerpiece one might see.
Sitting in the middle of a dining room table.
The paper turkey or garland of holly that....
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December 5, 2025 at 5:37 PM
I crib a lot of my titles from songs and happened to be listening to Ride the Lightning earlier this morning.
'Tis the season....
Get Stuffed
Jimmy was in charge of the stuffing this year.
His previous purview had been alcohol procurement.
Ambassador of Merriment was how he liked to think of it.
But last Christmas one of the kids had...
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November 21, 2025 at 7:29 PM
'Tis the season....
Aspirational weirdo goals....
They Never Knock On My Door
When I first moved in it was so exciting.
I’d only lived at apartments and assumed I always would.
Getting the opportunity to buy a house was a dream.
Having a place that was actually mine.
Where....
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October 31, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Aspirational weirdo goals....
This one was inspired by Thomas Ligotti who always manages to make the mundanity of life so very disturbing.
We Were Never Really Here
They didn’t acknowledge us as people.
Not when we were thrown in juvy for minor infractions.
Or when they sent us to the factory for rehabilitation.
It was never clear what we were...
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October 17, 2025 at 5:48 PM
This one was inspired by Thomas Ligotti who always manages to make the mundanity of life so very disturbing.
'Tis the season....
October Brought Us Here
Jimmy picked up a jack-o'-lantern mask from the metal rack.
The orange latex had a weathered texture and the black-bordered triangular cutouts for the eyes and nose were ragged around the...
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October 1, 2025 at 7:12 PM
'Tis the season....
The end is the beginning....
The Death Machine
It rolled off the assembly line of Nissan’s Kyushu automotive plant on a bright autumn afternoon.
Black as a raven’s wing and suffused with ominous energy.
Sailing across vast waters in a cargo...
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August 25, 2025 at 4:55 PM
The end is the beginning....
When the moon hits your eye....
Benny & Sid - Moonlight Reveries
“Do you think things are ever going to turn around?” Sid said.
“On an individual level, or are we speaking about the world in general?” Benny said.
“Both I suppose.”
“Personally, I think we’re...
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August 22, 2025 at 4:58 PM
When the moon hits your eye....
In space, no one can hear you make mac and cheese....
All Alone With You
There was a gentle hum above Quinn’s head and a softly pulsing orange light indicating it was time to wake up.
She’d never considered herself a morning person, and hadn’t seen a sunrise in years, but...
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August 14, 2025 at 3:47 PM
In space, no one can hear you make mac and cheese....
I saw a werewolf stocking cans of green beans at Dominick's.
His hair was perfect....
His hair was perfect....
Full Moon Shopping Spree
We can’t see Selene hovering silver in the heavens.
Only harsh buzzing fluorescent tubes hang above our heads.
Their artificial glow casting everyone at the Super Saver in a sickly sallow hue.
But....
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July 21, 2025 at 5:57 PM
I saw a werewolf stocking cans of green beans at Dominick's.
His hair was perfect....
His hair was perfect....
Fun with alliteration and science!
Focus Puller
Was there ever a time you weren’t the center of the universe?
It seemed so bright back in those early days.
The warmth of orbiting around such glowing radiance.
But it didn’t stay that way.
You...
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July 16, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Fun with alliteration and science!
I have a Hate-Hate relationship with Summer.
Sure, I suppose there are things to like about it, but mostly it seems like it's just trying to turn me into a puddle of goo on the pavement.
This was inspired by my enmity towards June, July, and August...and May and September....
Sure, I suppose there are things to like about it, but mostly it seems like it's just trying to turn me into a puddle of goo on the pavement.
This was inspired by my enmity towards June, July, and August...and May and September....
Chilling Effect
Shannon lingered at work during the summer months.
While most of her coworkers couldn’t wait to escape the office at the end of the day, eager to bask in the warm weather having finally been set free...
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June 26, 2025 at 7:48 PM
I have a Hate-Hate relationship with Summer.
Sure, I suppose there are things to like about it, but mostly it seems like it's just trying to turn me into a puddle of goo on the pavement.
This was inspired by my enmity towards June, July, and August...and May and September....
Sure, I suppose there are things to like about it, but mostly it seems like it's just trying to turn me into a puddle of goo on the pavement.
This was inspired by my enmity towards June, July, and August...and May and September....
Conform or be cast out....
Subdivisions
When you’re born the world is wide open.
Everything new and filled with possibility.
But pretty soon they introduce rules.
Codes of conduct and ways of behaving.
All part of living in a...
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April 23, 2025 at 6:15 PM
Conform or be cast out....
Inspired by our delightfully gloomy weather.
Lightning Storm
We watched the gray sky explode.
In bolts of purple and blue.
Standing beneath an overpass.
To avoid the rain pouring down.
Still soaked to the bone anyway.
Clothes clinging to our bodies.
Like....
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April 19, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Inspired by our delightfully gloomy weather.
Often the titles for these come after the rest of it is finished, but sometimes the title is the first thing and ends up inspiring the rest of it.
Ellipsis
...I was never sure...where you went....
...on those days you disappeared after school....
...always quiet the next morning....
...like you’d seen something...too terrible to speak about....
...we...
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April 9, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Often the titles for these come after the rest of it is finished, but sometimes the title is the first thing and ends up inspiring the rest of it.
Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up.
Arithmetic
Add up all of the awful things they promised would never happen.
Multiply that sum by the countless lies they spewed to cover up their deceit.
Subtract the hope from millions of people just trying.....
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March 19, 2025 at 6:20 PM
Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up.
Inspired by the Horsegirl song of the same name.
Julie
She saw the ballet on her tenth birthday.
In an enormous theater that looked like a palace.
Five different chandeliers hanging from the foyer ceiling.
Lights go down and everyone becomes silent...
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March 17, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Inspired by the Horsegirl song of the same name.
The title was inspired by The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
The Yellow Fog of Yesteryear
Do not search for me in the alleyways we used to run through.
I haven’t walked those streets in a thousand ages.
Though I think of them often.
And see your face engraved over every derelict...
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March 12, 2025 at 2:18 PM
The title was inspired by The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
Sometimes everyday life feels like an alien planet.
Planetary Exploration
The past two weeks have been bitterly cold with subzero temperatures.
In the mornings, before the sun has risen, it feels to Mary like being on the surface of the moon.
Everything cold and gray...
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February 24, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Sometimes everyday life feels like an alien planet.
Who's up for a round of fascist Parcheesi.
It's All Fun and Games Until....
I’ve recently seen a lot of people referring to the Frog/Pot analogy as an illustration of our current political landscape. That a frog sitting in a pot of water gradually increasing in temperature...
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February 21, 2025 at 6:40 PM
Who's up for a round of fascist Parcheesi.