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The Migrant Type · 5d ago

Wheels Within Girls

Marvin called me a femme fatale and I asked him how I could remind him of a dairy product. He murmured something about film noir, but I knew I was in the ascendancy, so I didn't let go.  "So...
The Migrant Type · 2W ago

Kettering

"Nature, whose sweet rains fall on unjust and just alike, will have clefts in the rocks where I may hide, and secret valleys in whose silence I may weep undisturbed. She will hang the night...
The Migrant Type · 3W ago

A Different World

Are they fields or backdrops? Cornstalks, watercolor hills, the raw faraway throats of the...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Sister Matins

For a hushed moment, in your stillness and quiet we thought you dead.  Your body is encase...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Amethyst Magnet

A wounded moon, she tries to escape her orbit and arcs her way starward in some fruitless ...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Cabin. Lake. Action.

Afterward, her first instinct was to make her way to the cabin upstate. When she saw his t...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Riding the Blue Shard

It's the blue train, the coal train. How did we come to be lying on these tracks now it's...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Refugee Songs

There's something deep in the dripping forest that's darker than anything else in this wor...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Levees of Sand

Somehow desolate, he woke to the sound of the distant surf. Low tide. The harsh sporadic g...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

"Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground"

Even if he'd been a small man he'd have been a big man. But he was a big man. I see him i...