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Delilah slipped into the small spaces between the rocks of the abandoned coal mine at the back of her families hundred acres.   She wasn’t supposed to be here, or even know about it, but much to her mother’s chagrin Delilah had a deep love for dark spaces.   The girl wiggled her way through a tight space between rocks before dropping into an open chamber that was littered with thick spider webs and the bones of birds who lost their way. The girl flicked on the flashlight that she had stolen from under the sink of the old farmhouse. The old metal Maglite illuminated the mine, showing a bend just a few hundred yards away.   Delilah didn’t actually need the flashlight for this portion of her adventure, her feet new the twists of the passages by heart: twenty steps to the bend, one-hundred and three to the Y and another 500 on the left-hand path to find the collapse point that took the lives of one hundred men.   Today she wasn’t interested in the well-worn pat...

Poison, drips down. Tastes like honey.

Oh Muse? I have sat for twelve hours at my favorite Coffee shop Bar Park bench People watching station staring at blank pages waiting for literally any word to pop into my mind. This morning I stared into my mirror trying to remember if I had been properly Fed Watered Exercised Medicated. still blank pages to match blank faces. I tried meditation tumbleweed through barren dreamscapes. I have seen more productivity in ocean Dead Zones. So filled with proper Fertilizer nothing can Breathe. Is.                            That.                                       Me? No art? No words? No pain? ...

Julep Sanders awoke to the taste of stale cigarettes and sandpaper eyes.   Sunlight filtered through the blinds and across her face.   With a groan she attempted to pull a pillow over her head but was stopped by a weight on the other side of it.   Slowly moving her aching head to the right, she opened an eye. “Good morning, beautiful.” Julep closed her eye and breathed deeply out her nose. “Oh, thank god it’s you.” “Well who else would it be,” asked Erik tweaking her nose. A smile graces her face and at last she opens both her eyes and blearily stares into his blue on       e. “After last night, who knows.” “Last night was crazy,” he agreed then paused. “What happened last night,” both asked simultaneously, raising their eyebrows at each other in disbelief. Gathering the thick quilt around her shoulders, Julep struggled out of bed, joints cracking and groaning with every movement. “Where the hell are we?” She pulled up ...