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Whether or not I had sought the fox out or it was him that had come for me, I couldn’t quite say, but I was a firm believer in fate, and so it seemed to me that even in those years I considered myself lost, the two of us had been destined to meet. How Read more
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As we drifted over the body of oily black water, I felt the strangest of sensations buzzing in my belly. It wasn’t the strangeness of my situation- that I was a fox seemed as natural to me as my loneliness- no, it was that somehow only now did I seem aware of the life I Read more
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Originally posted on Poetry Out West: Ms Necessity, negates a decision to go left or right, preferring to stay on course crash landing her way through one of those flourescent white barrier’s that sneaks up in your headlights, at the end of a long road. She chooses to wipe herself out by launching into a… Read more
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Leaping into the air, I thrashed my tail while taking a bite out of the sky. Chewing a mouthful of stars, the fox followed my lead, propelling himself upwards. Yelping as his feet left the ice, he plunged his teeth into the moon as if it were made of cheese and gulped it down before Read more
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With my paws sliding across the ice, the milky moon puffed its cheeks and blew out a gust of wind that pushed me like a pair of invisible hands. Sailing on that frozen sea, I yelped and shrieked, and as the animals watched from the shore of trees, life didn’t seem that bad at all. Read more
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Away from the road we move through the trees, guided by a song she’s been singing since the moment she first opened her eyes as a slippery babe smelling of butter and cheese and soft cotton blankets knitted by affectionate grandmothers in awe of the ever-turning wheel of life. As if understanding our plight, the Read more
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On a bed of leaves by the side of the road, the fox licks my ear and growls as the lights of another vehicle come into view. Kicking up dust and showering us with the dead relics of the trees that loom overhead, we lie there catching our breaths as the moon creeps into view Read more
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Halfway across the road and here come the headlights of another vehicle. So big and pretty and fast, they race towards me illuminating the trees either side of my startled, furry frame. My first thought is to keep going, but the closer the lights come, the more they draw me in, and although I know Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: by Nathan McCool I gather up abandoned bottles kissed with cherry lipstick and cigarette scents – bring them to my lips and eavesdrop on the white noise inside. “Come on back in, one more time, for the encore of “The Butcher Boy”; come in for the closed viewing of… Read more
