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Peace…and lie a while. 

-I cannot lie ahead the light wave burst, peace said to me.
-it takes too damn long, she said. 

Our sense interprets a great many evil queens
dancing nude, pressing quite visibly,
and to absolutely no ones’ distress;
We seem not to mind. 

After that, the only things I heard were: 
“a while...in, in silence…all calm?
 and everything serene…up from there (here she pointed up)…it is, isn’t it?” 

Even if it doesn’t make any sense. 

I wasn’t really paying attention but I was able to make sense of some of her sentence.
I blame myself if I missed anything important. 

-fuck, she said dejected
because she’s horribly tired of everything
not understood. 

… my wave will be…with oxygen factories in space…from something out of the vacuum.
Then I can breathe where no one else can breathe and I can die cold, alone…a void and space.

 

from First, Within the Hour by Antonio Gloria

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Falls

'Falls' by Antonio Gloria

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Death off Seminary Ridge
by Antonio Gloria

The Abbot died last Tuesday. He fell off the ridge. Normally, no one falls off the ridge. Everyone thinks that he was either killed, or he committed suicide. His adopted daughter found him on the beach. He’d been beaten by the rocks, and washed ashore. The Abbot was respected by nearly everyone in town, most people loved the man. No one knew him well.
        The daughter’s name was Caroline. She was a young, spirited girl that enjoyed nearly every game. Caroline had deep blues eyes, white skin, and blonde hair that turned brown at times. The color of her hair depended on the color of the season, and the angle of the light. Anyone who saw her two or three times a day would have seen a change. The Abbot compared her to a cuttlefish. Caroline didn’t like that comparison.
        The Abbot was somewhat clever. Caroline was rather clever.

Death off Seminary Ridge continued

 
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