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Hot Chocolate

By Atlas Weyland Eden | Feb 9, 2020

The chocolate shop was turquoise,
And the windows were filled with skulls.

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Three Hares

By Atlas Weyland Eden | Jan 29, 2020

One hare, black
Black as soot
Black as moor in looming night …

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The Shifter

By Atlas Weyland Eden | Jan 20, 2020

In the cold noon of the beginning, the shifter danced. He danced and fluttered and slithered and strolled, with feet of a thousand shapes. For in the shifter was every beast and creature that ever was, or could ever be.

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