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My story "The Drive-In Movie" has been accepted for publication by Siren's Call Magazine. Very proud of this one, truthfully.

felicity:
Congrats, my dear!
henrythevamp:
@felicity Ty sweetheart
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?fbclid=IwAR11zIjxO_wU72arDb_MVCBezJevIMUzlKk7uS51hIkmYBUzusejwmxVgL0&v=b5iI_LcPVRg&feature=youtu.be

Here is a link to my new song "The Painted Geek." @thepaintedgeek

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She Has Gone Away by Michael S. Walker (copyright 2021)

She has gone away
Ascended last night into
Porphyritic clouds...
Streets we walked down
Are smaller now
And denuded of leaves.
There are
Weeds of words
In her garden
A rust of words
In her fountain.
I am surrounded by things
She left behind
A scrunchy
Her Machiavelli
A frilly sock...
These things have kidnapped...
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xayah:
I loved this poem, it has a lot of feeling for a time that maybe it won't come back ...
henrythevamp:
@xayah  Aww tyvm
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“Henry!”

I wake up with a start not knowing for an instant where the hell I am, what night it is. I was having a vivid dream about Sara, my love Sara, dancing in front of me, her long red hair moving back and forth back and forth whipping her cheeks like flames caught by some slow-motion camera, her eyes pools of untempered devotion. Once-upon-a-time,...
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She was disappointed
But not, surprised
By the glazed look
In every glancing
Eye
By the hell flames above her
That false
Paradise
She was disappointed
But not
Surprised
She was disappointed
But not, surprised
By the thousand-mile stare
In every
Short-sighted eye
By the icebergs below her
Every cold
Device
She was disappointed
But not
Surprised
She was disappointed
But not, surprised
And she...
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helenarae:
I absolutely adore this 🥰🥰🥰
henrythevamp:
@helenarae So glad that you do!
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Lessons

Michael S. Walker (copyright 2021)

Cut firewood

Feed it to the fire

Learn the ways

Of work and desire

Your little heart

Is tougher

Than your brain

You’ll figure this out

In time

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So, at dusk that night, about fifty of us were herded into vehicles—mostly horse-drawn carts stolen from farms. But there were a few Renault taxis as well. I found myself crammed into one of the latter. And that—like being away from Narbonne—was another novelty. I had never been in a motorized vehicle before. But I had little time to think about it. I was on...
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henrythevamp:
Another excerpt from my vampire book, told from the perspective of a bloodsucker turned at the advent of World War 1