Dread Poets Sobriety

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  • A Pale Night

    “And I looked; and I beheld a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.” -Revelations 6:8 Happy return friends to this stellar cellar of secular non-sequitur. In fact, I live on the ground floor. Though one supposes it could still be a basement walkout. Damn you,… Continue reading

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  • “Time-Flies”

    Back contrary to popular demand! In so much as all work and no play renders Jack a soporific male, it turns out that all play and no work poses a similarly detrimental risk. Who knew? Granted I’m not overly dull, per se, but nor am I especially sharp. 🙂 I’m cutting the foreplay short today,… Continue reading

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  • Outbreak 2

    Good evening! [Please say that in your head as a 20’s European cinema vampyre. Thank you.] I stumbled across an obvious epiphany just now which is- I needn’t write a big ol’ fancy article every time I publish here. No English teacher is going to appear and admonish me over the length of my composition.… Continue reading

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