Potential Titles: Ann K. Schwader
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somethingdarkerHeld sparks within their darkness - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"
Silt of stars washed down from skies - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"
Her misgivings never strayed from liquid night - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"
Some fragments of his life dissolved - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
A nagging sense of neurons stalled - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
A star chart might work better than a map - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
Sacrificed preconceptions and perspectives - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
Speak the wisdom of worlds past - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
Salvaged texts from empires perished - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
The unnatural deaths of steel and concrete - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Juggernauts flailing to their own rhythms - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Our dreams bleed out upon strange altars - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
On either side of a fresh abyss - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
The cave mouth's event horizon breath - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Apparition less of mist than hunger - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Murmurs in the dreams of chosen daughters - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
What spirit of corruption endures to threaten - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Truth beyond the authorized & ancient - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
As fading stars surrender - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Ancient opener of all ways to darkness - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Her mystery eclipses tarnished stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Holding hunger inside them for a weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Ancient wisdom like the bitterness of stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Know the truth of your corruption - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Peel back the mask of truth - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Half phantom at our feast - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
As night begins its metamorphosis - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Every specter laid by tattered saffron - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Die unblessed beneath strange moons - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
The pitted pillars of our last and highest cities - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
The acid of its own long dying - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
But too late and each alone - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Haunted mirrors stare down from all sides - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Before their needles took us - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Cargo in winter's hold - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Suspended through the twilight centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Linger at the cavern entrance to nothingness - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
In these shadows knotted through the stars - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Scrawls out its ocher & imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Claw marks annotate awakening - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Instinct mutates to law - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Stones charcoaled with ritual fire - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
A wind made terrible by time - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Light years & lightless dreams - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Countless corridors worn slick as glass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Times no nightmare could surpass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Emblazoned with extinction's bleak device - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
The shattered hue of starlight failing - Ann K. Schwader "Conflict Carbon"
Cries out in siren welcome to the night - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Perfects its own malign intent - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Creep beyond the subtle borderline of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Though we civilize perdition - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Darkest anodyne against our pain - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Seeping out across oblivious space - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"
This spangled canopy of pyres to the distant dead - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"
Clotted darkness threatening moonlight - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
A privileged view of questionable worth - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
Between these penciled lines of dusk & dawn - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
Falls ancient as the curse of Cain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
That murders sight in canyon shadows - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Where the rains of eons murmured their refrain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Until the ravaged earth gave way - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Chaos written plain in fossil glyphs - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
This troubled clay surrendering to sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Mortal gray becomes the indigo of tides - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
What blooms bears thorns - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Protocol"
The dust of dynasties upon my lips - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Torn from a simpler immortality - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
A failing candle I dare not extinguish - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Shadows crawl in hieroglyphs of prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Runs deep enough to drown this certainty - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Brittle, transitory things already lost - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Scars across the face of night - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Chaos ravening past sight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Tracing shapes of void from starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
This cavern sanctified by screams & sacrifice - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
His demon siblings by the score - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Who voyaged deathless through the vacuum seas - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Whose twin mouths gape with venom & desire - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Bearing fire & sharp obsidian - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Whose samite masks veil little more than entropy - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Entropy incarnate in the blood - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Twin suns bled to ash behind their moons - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Unslaked by any wine save life - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
A tattered wind alone replied - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Replied in threnodies through bones - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Creep into their sorceries of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Hold to shadow as the last reality - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Unfold unfettered from the tyranny of sun - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Never heard the call to shelter - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Felt the sirens wail between our bones - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Comes fraught with strange illusions - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
Knot by knot they fall undone - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
A venomed breeze exhales them - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
The bleak allure of Aprils lost - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
The exile our fickle star requires - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"
Faces in the nightmares we'll deny - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"
Some refrain of wailing in the rafters - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
When such rare delights as these abide - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
May sustain itself by shadows at the edge of sight - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
No turning from the hounds of Time - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
Crime & punishment made one - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
No victory in going swift to ground - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
Some broken things don't heal - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
The highway takes them young - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
No regrets, no questions, no demands - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
That even last mistakes can be outrun - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
That motion is salvation granted at gunpoint - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
Spoke the sacred names of Thebes - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"
Sand upon the wind's tongue scouring - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"
By ignorance of a mayfly's ending - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
Resources sacrificed to other crises - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
Leaving us little but bitter ashes - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
A dream of stardrives shattered - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
In the burned places where light is ash - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Ash of slaughtered stars - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Where silence stiffens to rigor mortis - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
For Oppenheimer's optimal blossom - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Between our walls of phantom data - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
The winds that blow contagion - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Clenched tight on godspeak shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
The enemy inherent in our mirrors - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Obscuring time's frail fabric as it rips - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"
Dizzied by ascension to this height - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"
Born swimmer in the data stream - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
This latest means of never needing air - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
The cyborg lifestyle has its thrills - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
Rose against the dark like vengeance hurled - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"
Vengeance hurled from utter Void - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"
Constrained no longer by the laws of man - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah III: Nahab"
Those poisoned claws called justice - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
Where all persuasions & equations lose their grip - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
On His throne of shattered stars - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
The calculus of fear laid forth in gore - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah VI: Of What Remained"
Time falls away with twilight - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
These walls incised with nightmare - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
Till only ladders bring deliverance - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
Carts whose banshee wheels cry havoc - Ann K. Schwader "The Laundrymen"
Soul sister to the whippoorwill & crow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Still feels the star-winds blow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Where chaos keeps its throne - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Before the sovereignity of sharper gales - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
In the shadow land between streetlights - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"
To curse their thankless task ahead - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"
Imperishable blue this bitter sky - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Kindle leaves & clay with rare copal - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Who summons clouds to birth - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
These bones we bartered for the rains - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Fate gazes back imperishable blue - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Given myself as an unasked weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
A shattered innocence consoled by venom - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Conversations twining cold between my vertebrae - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Undeclared war echoed from my step - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Permanent footprints in a video landscape - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
A formula in yards not meters - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
Pure wilderness still sovereign - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
Shall welcome every child of Hydra's race - Ann K. Schwader "Mother's Night"
All night beneath the dreams of London - Ann K. Schwader "Necropolis Railway Incident"
Whose twisted arabesques suggest no single form - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"
A thousand shadows of the pure grotesque - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"
A whisper lost on the ferryman's lips - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Slow through the cave of my veins - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
I wandered the asphodel stars - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Unweaving my dreams each century - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
A second obol secret beneath my tongue - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Bright dust of a hundred worlds on your feet - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
The scent of nameless Calypsos - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Whose face is lit with the flames of cities - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
These stars will never shine so bright - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Their galaxies in panicked flight - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
All vacating this scrap of sky - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Our dreams hold less of hope - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Twisted in a pallid shadow-knot - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Sealed forever by reentry's kiss of peace - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Sublime & hot as seraph breath - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
From all our wondering, wounded world - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
The chaff from bleeding wheat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Blameless catalyst of our defeat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
What star begot these bones - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Our souls shall taste nirvana in such sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Clockwork hearts with crystal chips & atom beats - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
All men are defeated equal - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
A labyrinth of diagrams - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
The weight of tech against Thoth's scale - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
All unshaped unbidden miracles - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
Beneath its polished mirror moon - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
A truth unbearable without this stranger's mask - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
A truth bitter past bearing - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
That king whose tattered mantle beckons from the dark - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
A mask of saffron veiled us from ourselves - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
What tongue shall sing this truth? - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
With tongues of blood & faith & prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
A mutation of myth hardwired - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
That burned her dreams to spiral ashes - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Blue beyond the grammar of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Lifted her past midnight into truth - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Starlight turned them shrill as crystal - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Until a random shard drew scarlet - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Bottled rainbows by the fistful - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Blackout curtains blank across her window - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Hostage to her own event horizon - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Strangers with myths for maps - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Whose prophecies scrawl tongues of fire - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Tongues of fire across our midnight sky - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Washed their faces clean of love - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Their bones are coldsleep coral now - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Eroded by slowly dreaming centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Dying stars our skies have long forgotten - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Have twisted comets out of thought - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Forged new orbits for the myths we made - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
By fading firelight in the caves of winter - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Siren gusts like tides beneath their words - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Footprints on some night-drowned beach - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
For oceans gravity did not command - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Speaks in hieroglyphs of red - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Strange wisdom from a god long dead - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Bred by want's unalterable demands - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
The future draws its crimson thread - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Sweet atomic absolution of our myriad sins - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
In one swift Lenten smear of ash - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Shadow on a shattered concrete sky - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
The silence we were promised - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Sirens above a blasted blameless graveyard - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Broken daily into shards of shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Of vermin beset by ancient plagues - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Along a web of unsuspected faults - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Some tower tumbles, lightning-struck - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
When vision shrieked like a mad sunflower - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Event horizons shimmered in the sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Paint maelstroms into Milky Ways - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
A bridge redshifts toward oblivion - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Needed no dismembered star to guide you - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
From the black hole of your birth - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Shared this galaxy's endless scream - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Though Homer knew the power of dark blood - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Tongues parched centuries past silence - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
As if coincidence alone explained such wounds - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Familiar as the ghosts of our bad nights - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Wandering unsatisfied between hells - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
This suspicion once wove Atlantis through us - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Carved out Eden between our ribs - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Why the iron that marks our blood is restless - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Seeking some heart beyond our hearts - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Shooting stars not worth the wishing on - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
To that remotest of reflected blessings - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Darkness slides from their heights - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
To drown our tattered lives - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Leaking heat into winter's infinity - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Moebius corridors where imagination failed - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Forgive all limits of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
Keep strange faith with entities of elder void - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
Who cry like ravens at spacetime destroyed - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
The aether swells with arias & whispers - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Tell our tales of plasma waves - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Reshaping fear as placid science - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Cast adrift by proxy on a vast black sea - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Trust a little less in certainties so fragile - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Drift & sing the death of starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Yet those black seas bewitched us - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
Beyond the fragile light that marks our star - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
Prove no more than fireflies in a jar - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
What dark god's avatar awaits - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
& never dream that you should be afraid - Ann K. Schwader "Weird of the White Sybil"
From the fertile mud of memory & myth - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
That crop-eared horror who haunted deserts - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
The breath of chaos howled there - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
A solar wind too strong to ride - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Built their lives of stone & gold - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
One lotus night tinged blue with deja vu - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Our airless desert seared by stars - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Omens cryptic & golden, poisoned & red - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
May wait in silence & unasked - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
The twisted bones of things revealed - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
In equal parts infernal & divine - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
Who wove their threnody with foot & flute - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
In hopes of wiping out some future hell - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"
Each question leaves a scar - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"
Pristine as dust upon his chalice - Ann K. Schwader "Yhoundeh Fades"
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Silt of stars washed down from skies - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"
Her misgivings never strayed from liquid night - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"
Some fragments of his life dissolved - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
A nagging sense of neurons stalled - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
A star chart might work better than a map - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"
Sacrificed preconceptions and perspectives - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
Speak the wisdom of worlds past - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
Salvaged texts from empires perished - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"
The unnatural deaths of steel and concrete - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Juggernauts flailing to their own rhythms - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Our dreams bleed out upon strange altars - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
On either side of a fresh abyss - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
The cave mouth's event horizon breath - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"
Apparition less of mist than hunger - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Murmurs in the dreams of chosen daughters - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
What spirit of corruption endures to threaten - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Truth beyond the authorized & ancient - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
As fading stars surrender - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Ancient opener of all ways to darkness - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Her mystery eclipses tarnished stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Holding hunger inside them for a weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Ancient wisdom like the bitterness of stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Know the truth of your corruption - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"
Peel back the mask of truth - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Half phantom at our feast - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
As night begins its metamorphosis - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Every specter laid by tattered saffron - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
Die unblessed beneath strange moons - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"
The pitted pillars of our last and highest cities - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
The acid of its own long dying - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
But too late and each alone - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Haunted mirrors stare down from all sides - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Before their needles took us - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Cargo in winter's hold - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Suspended through the twilight centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Linger at the cavern entrance to nothingness - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
In these shadows knotted through the stars - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Scrawls out its ocher & imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Claw marks annotate awakening - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Instinct mutates to law - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
Stones charcoaled with ritual fire - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"
A wind made terrible by time - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Light years & lightless dreams - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Countless corridors worn slick as glass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Times no nightmare could surpass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
Emblazoned with extinction's bleak device - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"
The shattered hue of starlight failing - Ann K. Schwader "Conflict Carbon"
Cries out in siren welcome to the night - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Perfects its own malign intent - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Creep beyond the subtle borderline of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Though we civilize perdition - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Darkest anodyne against our pain - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"
Seeping out across oblivious space - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"
This spangled canopy of pyres to the distant dead - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"
Clotted darkness threatening moonlight - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
A privileged view of questionable worth - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
Between these penciled lines of dusk & dawn - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"
Falls ancient as the curse of Cain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
That murders sight in canyon shadows - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Where the rains of eons murmured their refrain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Until the ravaged earth gave way - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Chaos written plain in fossil glyphs - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
This troubled clay surrendering to sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
Mortal gray becomes the indigo of tides - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"
What blooms bears thorns - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Protocol"
The dust of dynasties upon my lips - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Torn from a simpler immortality - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
A failing candle I dare not extinguish - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Shadows crawl in hieroglyphs of prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Runs deep enough to drown this certainty - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"
Brittle, transitory things already lost - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Scars across the face of night - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Chaos ravening past sight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
Tracing shapes of void from starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"
This cavern sanctified by screams & sacrifice - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
His demon siblings by the score - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Who voyaged deathless through the vacuum seas - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Whose twin mouths gape with venom & desire - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Bearing fire & sharp obsidian - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"
Whose samite masks veil little more than entropy - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Entropy incarnate in the blood - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Twin suns bled to ash behind their moons - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Unslaked by any wine save life - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
A tattered wind alone replied - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Replied in threnodies through bones - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Creep into their sorceries of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"
Hold to shadow as the last reality - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Unfold unfettered from the tyranny of sun - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Never heard the call to shelter - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Felt the sirens wail between our bones - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"
Comes fraught with strange illusions - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
Knot by knot they fall undone - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
A venomed breeze exhales them - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
The bleak allure of Aprils lost - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"
The exile our fickle star requires - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"
Faces in the nightmares we'll deny - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"
Some refrain of wailing in the rafters - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
When such rare delights as these abide - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
May sustain itself by shadows at the edge of sight - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"
No turning from the hounds of Time - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
Crime & punishment made one - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
No victory in going swift to ground - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"
Some broken things don't heal - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
The highway takes them young - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
No regrets, no questions, no demands - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
That even last mistakes can be outrun - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
That motion is salvation granted at gunpoint - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"
Spoke the sacred names of Thebes - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"
Sand upon the wind's tongue scouring - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"
By ignorance of a mayfly's ending - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
Resources sacrificed to other crises - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
Leaving us little but bitter ashes - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
A dream of stardrives shattered - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"
In the burned places where light is ash - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Ash of slaughtered stars - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Where silence stiffens to rigor mortis - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
For Oppenheimer's optimal blossom - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Between our walls of phantom data - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
The winds that blow contagion - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Clenched tight on godspeak shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
The enemy inherent in our mirrors - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"
Obscuring time's frail fabric as it rips - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"
Dizzied by ascension to this height - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"
Born swimmer in the data stream - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
This latest means of never needing air - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
The cyborg lifestyle has its thrills - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"
Rose against the dark like vengeance hurled - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"
Vengeance hurled from utter Void - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"
Constrained no longer by the laws of man - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah III: Nahab"
Those poisoned claws called justice - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
Where all persuasions & equations lose their grip - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
On His throne of shattered stars - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"
The calculus of fear laid forth in gore - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah VI: Of What Remained"
Time falls away with twilight - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
These walls incised with nightmare - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
Till only ladders bring deliverance - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"
Carts whose banshee wheels cry havoc - Ann K. Schwader "The Laundrymen"
Soul sister to the whippoorwill & crow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Still feels the star-winds blow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Where chaos keeps its throne - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
Before the sovereignity of sharper gales - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"
In the shadow land between streetlights - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"
To curse their thankless task ahead - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"
Imperishable blue this bitter sky - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Kindle leaves & clay with rare copal - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Who summons clouds to birth - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
These bones we bartered for the rains - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Fate gazes back imperishable blue - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"
Given myself as an unasked weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
A shattered innocence consoled by venom - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Conversations twining cold between my vertebrae - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Undeclared war echoed from my step - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"
Permanent footprints in a video landscape - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
A formula in yards not meters - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
Pure wilderness still sovereign - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"
Shall welcome every child of Hydra's race - Ann K. Schwader "Mother's Night"
All night beneath the dreams of London - Ann K. Schwader "Necropolis Railway Incident"
Whose twisted arabesques suggest no single form - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"
A thousand shadows of the pure grotesque - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"
A whisper lost on the ferryman's lips - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Slow through the cave of my veins - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
I wandered the asphodel stars - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Unweaving my dreams each century - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
A second obol secret beneath my tongue - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Bright dust of a hundred worlds on your feet - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
The scent of nameless Calypsos - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
Whose face is lit with the flames of cities - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
These stars will never shine so bright - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Their galaxies in panicked flight - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
All vacating this scrap of sky - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Our dreams hold less of hope - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"
Twisted in a pallid shadow-knot - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Sealed forever by reentry's kiss of peace - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Sublime & hot as seraph breath - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
From all our wondering, wounded world - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
The chaff from bleeding wheat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Blameless catalyst of our defeat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
What star begot these bones - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Our souls shall taste nirvana in such sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"
Clockwork hearts with crystal chips & atom beats - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
All men are defeated equal - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
A labyrinth of diagrams - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
The weight of tech against Thoth's scale - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
All unshaped unbidden miracles - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
Beneath its polished mirror moon - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"
A truth unbearable without this stranger's mask - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
A truth bitter past bearing - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
That king whose tattered mantle beckons from the dark - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
A mask of saffron veiled us from ourselves - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
What tongue shall sing this truth? - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"
With tongues of blood & faith & prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
A mutation of myth hardwired - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
That burned her dreams to spiral ashes - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Blue beyond the grammar of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Lifted her past midnight into truth - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Starlight turned them shrill as crystal - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Until a random shard drew scarlet - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Bottled rainbows by the fistful - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Blackout curtains blank across her window - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Hostage to her own event horizon - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Strangers with myths for maps - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Whose prophecies scrawl tongues of fire - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Tongues of fire across our midnight sky - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
Washed their faces clean of love - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Their bones are coldsleep coral now - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Eroded by slowly dreaming centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Dying stars our skies have long forgotten - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Have twisted comets out of thought - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Forged new orbits for the myths we made - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
By fading firelight in the caves of winter - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Siren gusts like tides beneath their words - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Footprints on some night-drowned beach - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
For oceans gravity did not command - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"
Speaks in hieroglyphs of red - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Strange wisdom from a god long dead - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Bred by want's unalterable demands - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
The future draws its crimson thread - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"
Sweet atomic absolution of our myriad sins - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
In one swift Lenten smear of ash - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Shadow on a shattered concrete sky - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
The silence we were promised - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Sirens above a blasted blameless graveyard - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Broken daily into shards of shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Of vermin beset by ancient plagues - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Along a web of unsuspected faults - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
Some tower tumbles, lightning-struck - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"
When vision shrieked like a mad sunflower - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Event horizons shimmered in the sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Paint maelstroms into Milky Ways - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
A bridge redshifts toward oblivion - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Needed no dismembered star to guide you - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
From the black hole of your birth - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Shared this galaxy's endless scream - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"
Though Homer knew the power of dark blood - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Tongues parched centuries past silence - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
As if coincidence alone explained such wounds - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Familiar as the ghosts of our bad nights - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
Wandering unsatisfied between hells - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"
This suspicion once wove Atlantis through us - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Carved out Eden between our ribs - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Why the iron that marks our blood is restless - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Seeking some heart beyond our hearts - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Shooting stars not worth the wishing on - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
To that remotest of reflected blessings - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Darkness slides from their heights - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
To drown our tattered lives - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Leaking heat into winter's infinity - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Moebius corridors where imagination failed - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"
Forgive all limits of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
Keep strange faith with entities of elder void - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
Who cry like ravens at spacetime destroyed - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"
The aether swells with arias & whispers - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Tell our tales of plasma waves - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Reshaping fear as placid science - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Cast adrift by proxy on a vast black sea - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Trust a little less in certainties so fragile - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Drift & sing the death of starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"
Yet those black seas bewitched us - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
Beyond the fragile light that marks our star - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
Prove no more than fireflies in a jar - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
What dark god's avatar awaits - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"
& never dream that you should be afraid - Ann K. Schwader "Weird of the White Sybil"
From the fertile mud of memory & myth - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
That crop-eared horror who haunted deserts - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
The breath of chaos howled there - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
A solar wind too strong to ride - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Built their lives of stone & gold - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
One lotus night tinged blue with deja vu - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Our airless desert seared by stars - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"
Omens cryptic & golden, poisoned & red - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
May wait in silence & unasked - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
The twisted bones of things revealed - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"
In equal parts infernal & divine - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
Who wove their threnody with foot & flute - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
In hopes of wiping out some future hell - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"
Each question leaves a scar - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"
Pristine as dust upon his chalice - Ann K. Schwader "Yhoundeh Fades"
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