Dan Ryder

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My stories

Buggered if I Know.

Your arm bent awkwardly, frozen, like a stick edging over the bank, knuckles grazing the water, rupturing the surface and summoning tiny concentric...

An Uneasy Truce

I dressed myself in finest rags and wished away the formic decay; always the eyes chance themselves toward that little flame. I stay contented,...

Reality Redux

Unrolled skin reveals web of red viscera, cranium beneath, pocked and running with ladder like ridges upon surface; profane majesty, all that I am...

Summer!

And my own crumpled heap of promises dissolve on the still wind, you follow them toward the fall where Kai still stares toward the dawn, in solemn...
Cherry

Compulsion Stilled.

Glazed sky pouring blue fire into fork like moulds; morse code written into the raindrops, faces leering from the slick ground with alien curiosity,...

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