Author: Nathaniel Norton

Something in the Air

There’s something in the air. Can you feel it? Like waves beating on planner’s stones, Wind chipping off what’s dry, Water touching, stirring groans, Reaching the spoiled e’en deep inside. Do you feel it...

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My Frustrating Brain

My tinker isn’t tinking. My ticker doesn’t tick. My syncer isn’t syncing. My linker must be sick. My body isn’t moving. A synapse must be fried. My hard drive fragments render. My processor has died. My...

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StarDATE 65186

Stardate 65186 She said that during a scary movie, she grabs whoever’s there. But if SHE were grabbing ME, she’d see I really care. I wouldn’t be hard like jocks with muscles Who make there moves, and always...

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