The Lone And Level Sands Stretch Far Away

And you can listen to a reading of this, on the voice of dog, by nenekiri here: part 1: https://www.thevoice.dog/episode/the-lone-and-level-sands-stretch-far-away-by-pascal-farful-and-rob-macwolf-part-1-of-2 part 2: coming soon.

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There's a Place in the Great Pack for You

You can listen to part one here: https://thevoice.dog/episode/theres-a-place-in-the-great-pack-for-you-by-rob-macwolf-part-1-of-2 and part two here: https://thevoice.dog/episode/theres-a-place-in-the-great-pack-for-you-by-rob-macwolf-part-2-of-2 --- by reading

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A Reading From the Gospel According to the Wolf

--- i read this myself on the voice of dog, and you can listen to it here: part 1 -- https://www.thevoice.dog/episode/a-reading-from-the-gospel-according-to-the-wolf-by-rob-macwolf-part-1-of-2-read-by-the-author part 2 -- coming soon _mine eyes have seen

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Epigram

There is no need to balance every joy with every sorrow. If paradise is waiting it can wait until tomorrow.

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Blank Verse Essay On The Futility of So-Called "A.I." Art

My husband, sometimes, draws erotica, He has for years. I'm sure you know the kind, A tiger man and husky man, perhaps, Or handsome fox and manly-smug raccoon, Or fatherly but dangerous wolf, in all The situations that might give excuse For them...

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Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me

As far as Bethany Smith was concerned, the Oregon Trail could go and fuck itself. Probably it'd go to Oregon to do that. That was where it seemed to be determined to get to, God knows why, but she wasn't particular: the trail could fuck itself anywhere...

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Haiku on the Collapse

Fiddling while Rome burns, If a fiddle's all you have, Is hardly a sin.

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We Regret to Inform You of a Funeral Cancellation

Well a couple mourners gathered, and a bunch more came to stare. Course all the casual killers came, who'd left him lying there. They bought a discount casket and a requiem was said For the funeral was scheduled, for burying the dead. Well the...

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Wedding Speech for Khaki

Well, it may not be for me to try to speak about your wedding, Beyond 'congratulations,' or some mildly sexy teasing. And it may not be the ragnarok it might be for some people (I'll not name them but to say June once was theirs and is no...

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The Ballad of Terry Chaplet

Miss Chaplet wandered down the winding path of Memorial Park, lingering by each knot of conversation long enough to get the gist of the current story. If anyone had been watching, they'd maybe describe her as looking at each like camp like someone...

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Break the Circle

I went walking by the harbor As the day went down to dark. I went searching through my sorrows For a place to rest my heart. Will the circle be unbroken By and by? By and by? Is a better home awaiting In the sky, Lord, in the sky? There...

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The Sun's Funeral

The iron of the road was grey And greyer was the sky. The sun showed not a single ray, So damned the way and damned the day That Gawain went to die. I was late to the wedding. Twas whose I barely knew; They had asked me out of kindness, as...

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