kim aaron

still is the written word

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Remember Me!

No, no, don’t do that. Salt the earth and turn away, Klingon-style, arms inveigh. Even as a cautionary tale I am fail. Put no marker on my grave. Like a pop song on the radio Let me fade to black, until Some engineer flips that switch to still. I have no things to teach, No […]

Yowl

meadow green flower sweattoothache blue dome radiationforever chemical fetus giftspreading maggot tree line stench lazy fly snap-dragon endingflower babies floating windlessdamp earth haploid-diploid warrain smell future darkening daylight inertia methane hydrate escape-artpermafrostless house left leaningstarved white bear drowning ice-lesswrithing wildfire running out of trees what could have been faded memoryriver water long-since ambled pastslack-skin cardboard […]

Crystals of Dead Lakes

tales of loneliness and isolation The last few years have separated people, physically and mentally. This isolation has not been healthy. Human beings are social creatures. Even so, many people were lonely or isolated long before the pandemic. My writing, despite itself, constantly toys with experiences of isolation, be it a physical separation from others, […]

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