Account of Presumed Ecstatic Experience during Initiation Rite in Unidentified Mystery Religion
It doesn't really matter how I died. Whether of time or tide or tiredness, But after this, the journey of my life I woke, to find myself in a dark wood. The way was lost, the night was long, and I Was more alone than I had ever been. It...
Blank Verse Essay on Intentionality in Queer Fiction
I will not say here, 'no more happy ends.' I won't presume to undercut the need For stories of queer heroes of queer worlds Where homophobia has never been. For gods of sunset, moon, and winter know That if no tale but such as these were told...
Paint the Town Red - Chapter 1
I've tried a bit of everything, some haikus, limericks, free verse, iambic pentameter; i even tried writing an epic poem once!" "why'd you stop?" kerry asked.
Midnight Rendezvous
No i don't care about iambic pentameter or am very good at poetry, what gave it away? ~7,300 words detective andersons cruiser idles in the parking lot of a small gas station surrounded by massive pine trees.
Grayson's Triad Book 1 -- Prologue
Watching robbie tear downfield, a brown-topped light gray blur of speed, to line up a shot at the goal, is (if you'll pardon the cliché) poetry in motion - iambic pentameter at the very least, perhaps even dactylic hexameter (thank you, longfellow).