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Your Time is My Time-Fiction by Walter Giersbach
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Stay on the Path-Flash Fiction by Daniel G. Snethen
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Weird Reasons to Be Grateful-Flash Fiction by Dini Armstrong
The Disappearance of Snethen-Poem by Daniel Snethen
Boom FM-Poem by Mark Young
Dwindling Knight-Poem by Michael Keshigian
Landlord-Poem by Michael Keshigian
A Day-Poem by Marc Carver
Idiotka-Poem by Marc Carver
Kent Railway Station-Poem by John Doyle
Jennifer-Poem by John Doyle
The Door in the Old House in Bizarro County-Poem by Dr. Mel Waldman
The Season of the Apocalypse-Poem by Dr. Mel Waldman
A Boy in a Graveyard-Poem by John Grey
Poem by the ManWho was Shot by His Wife-Poem by John Grey
The House on Wellington Court-Poem by John Grey
Close Your Eyes-Christopher Hivner
Say My Name-Poem by Christopher Hivner
When the Sun Turns to Sorcery-Poem by Christopher Hivner
Fading Twilight Sky-Poem by Ayaz Daryl Nielsen
Landlocked in Dry Dock-Poem by Ayaz Daryl Nielsen
Like a Child's Drawing-Poem by Ayaz Daryl Nielsen
As a Dark Shadow-Poem by Ayaz Daryl Nielsen
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Dark Tales from Gent's Pens

Close Your Eyes

 

by Christopher Hivner

 

 

I have something for you

in the palm of my hand.

It hums, vibrates,

and bites.

 

This is for you,

a gift,

it’s blue and metallic,

alien-looking,

and it draws blood.

 

Try it out

it was created especially for you,

cylindrical and smooth,

it revels in the feel of your skin

before opening its jaw.

 

I hope you like it,

the way it shines

into your eyes,

burning,

so you can’t see

when it expands

its belly

to consume you.

 

I have something for you

and it’s hungry.

 

 

 

Christopher Hivner writes from a small town in Pennsylvania surrounded by books and the echoes of music. He has recently been published in Monomyth and Weird Reader. Facebook: Christopher Hivner - Author, Twitter: @Your_screams

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