Author: Todd
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Nightlife
The dead are drugged, dragged outside, and left unburied. The murderers have gone behind the trees for a smoke. The air is a choking haze. The sky should be black but it is not. The moon is full, a jaundiced yellow. I feel sick. How did I get here? This is a mistake. I don’t…
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Serpents
The sea of serpents is gone, along with the edge of the earth and its last waterfall that has taken us beyond. So where are we now? Farther than we were before? Traveling toward a flaming night sky dissolving into an ocean of dreams. Dragons still lurking in the blind eye. Vines hanging from the…
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Storm
Let your tears fall on the seeds of sorrow for tomorrow love shall bloom. photo-art design by todd crawshaw
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Cumulus-Cantata
Light takes water and gives it wings, rising like dumb angels, fat and beautiful, parading in nomadic white masses, a slow bulging ballet, high across the blue cascading stage. photo-art design by todd crawshaw
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Writers
How I came to love books and became a writer is somewhat of a mystery to me. When I was young, I do not recall having any favorite books. I read very little. Not even comic books. My older brother, unlike me, devoured books, including the fifteen-book series of the Wizard of Oz and countless…
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Once
Inside a grove of trees, he found himself wandering down a hallway of fenestrated light through a library of dreams which led to a door called once upon a time. photo-art design by todd crawshaw
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Falling
She was falling to her death like the earth into the sun, slowly and relative to nothing that mattered anymore. So she accepted the stranger’s offer to buy her a drink without bothering to turn and see who this new Patron Saint of Alcohol was. The offer had been conveyed to her by the bartender…
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Therapy
For three years he remained her patient, coming to her plush office, lying on her leather couch, and exposing his phobias – fears of acquiring then losing everything he owned. There was much to lose. He had property around the world – estates, vacation homes, villas, even a castle. The numerous companies he presided over…
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Identity Disorder
When criminal psychologist Mira Skyles is assigned by a court order to evaluate Egon Norwood, a person of interest in a serial murder investigation, she recognizes both a man with a dissociative identity disorder and the boy who once saved her life, with whom she shares a secret history. Dissociative identity disorder, also known as…
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Fear
Life’s a high-wire act, said a man seated across the table from me. His eyes were mesmerizing, intense like a bird of prey. The trick, he added, is to not look down. As if calculating our thoughts, he smiled before confessing, This is not to say I’ve never slipped from the proverbial wire. No! In…