Last Judgement
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Mom, the cultists came a callin’. Can they come over and play?
Weeks ago I gave money to some cultists who were passing out colorful flyers by the roadside. Now, don’t panic. I gave only change from my ashtray – no large denominations. If recollection serves me, my hand quickly grabbed some thirty-seven cents. I gave them some change because I wanted their flyer or small poster—in… Continue reading
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APOCRYPHA (A POEM)
One Sunday as a child, I sat in church listening to our pastor deliver a sermon on the Last Judgement. Being a kid with an active imagination, I envisioned angels using TVs to show sinners our sins. In the Anglo-Saxon tradition of poetry, poets used cadence rather than rhyme to weave their spell. These poets… Continue reading
MARTIAN DEATH RAY 