Monthly Archives: August 2013

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My brothers are made of stone. Fire does not harm them; it twinkles quietly when they are near. Flames lap […]

Stories

…the wooden gargoyle

There is a man putting make up on his eyes at eight in the morning a man in a suit […]

Poems

This is who I am a man in a dress searching for peace among fishes. There is plenty though I […]

Poems

Welcome to the world of Wendle… We don’t abide to the usual laws of nature, physics… or in fact any […]

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