Even the cassava crop was dying. The colony couldn't last much longer. "Jack…" "No! She's too capricious!" "We've no choice! We must perform the ritual… Look… I'll… get the umbrella." Jack sighed, removed his clothing, and followed Isaac, now also naked and holding the umbrella. "Oh, Holy One," they intoned, "Please grant your playthings rain…"… Continue reading Naked and holding the umbrella
d’Verse prosery "Captain, we're exiting hyperdrive just outside of the Milky Way! I'll patch us through to Grand Lord… Wait… Where…" "Where are we, Lieutenant Mark? There's nothing here but an asteroid field. Check your coordinates!" "Yes, Sir! Let's see… 71.5 by 199.5 degrees… I... don't understand it, Sir. The galaxy should be just… Oh,… Continue reading Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…
A kimo â‘ extravehicularâ‘ activityâ‘ â‘ interplanetaryâ‘ spaceâ‘ â‘ adaptability â‘ What's a kimo? According to this website, kimo poems are an Israeli 🇮🇱 version of haiku. Apparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar: 3 lines.No rhymes.10 syllables in the first line, 7… Continue reading Apocalypse or: Armageddon now
d’Verse prosery … or end… noting the door at the far side of the… do she wondered? Those damned traps are… gingerly, she padded towards the glowing… this a clue? Cringing, she raised her hand towards the metal and traced… so crucial to finding the way is this… there is… … no beginning or end…… Continue reading Möbius trap
d'Verse prosery Where are we? Where are our limbs? Our muscles? Our intestines? Our genitals? Our brains? Nothing remains but gore. What has become of us? Our mutilated torsos are not here, nor are our faces. Only mouths are... We? Who sings? The distant heart, which safely exists in the centre of all things. It… Continue reading Unearthly, distant heart
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