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The Cost of Magic #16

“Doc, what have I told you about sitting on the monitor? It’s gonna take me days to get all the ectoplasm out. Damn.”

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The Cost of Magic #12

This is the twelfth section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first six, you might want to start here. Jane Takes Matters —- Jane awoke to find Minus sound asleep. There was a note on the table beside the sofa bed. It read: “Jane. I spoke with my uncle not long ago. I [...]

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The Cost of Magic #4

Minus picked up the bag and emptied it’s contents onto the table. He knew what he would see before we opened it. He remembered all of it. The drinks, and the bags, and the conversations.

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Fallen

My shattered form. My broken wings. I am nothing now, but white powder.

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Black Butterflies

I wrote this poem when I was in college, I think… —– black butterflies fluttered through the night sky i stood facing destiny in the cold, dark wind i reached and grabbed one by its wings the black powder-life came off on my fingers and left my little insect kin flightless he flopped, mindlessly, across [...]

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