#1
short teaser piece from my upcoming self-published book coming out in a week. email me at ddoyledebelis@gm.slc.edu if you are interested in a free web copy.
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The size of the cross betrays the number of bodies in the dirt mound. Twilight kisses these mass graves different. When the sun just falls off the edge the specters comes to meet the men. Human silhouettes in purple light. War cries vibrating faster than the wind. Sharp whistles. Out of starved acacia trees hang bones. As the world turns they knock together. The sounds a seashell makes.


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Last edited by #1 synth at Jul 20, 2011,
#2
You weren't kidding when you said a teaser.
Interested though.
*emailed*
Promises meant a lot back then.