July 2013 - Eric Writes

Terrifying Things with Stingers and Wings

A few nights ago, I had a dream: I was in a multi-level, open floor plan, lodge-style house with a large open space in the … more →

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You wake… and throw a sweaty arm through darkness in a perfect, practiced arc that impresses even you. Your hand, as if guided of its … more →

By Eric Dean | July 3, 2013 - 5:06 pm |February 20, 2014 Poetry

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(originally published here in The Commonline Journal) . . . Whatever you were seems more than you have become, but what you lost was dead … more →