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Tag Archives: moon

Adversary

04/03/2014by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Upon my eyes the moon and your skin glow, Both white faces pilgrims in the southland, And each her orbit fixed round this below, For one the Earth and you […]

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poetry/meter, space, time

Acuminate

07/01/2013by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

The creatures were hideous. Their pale skin was almost translucent, and below its surface pulsated blue veins that lolled like worms in the salmagundi of their crude muscles. They were […]

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animals, fear, run, space

Abut

09/27/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

My neighbor and I had a disagreement about a section of garden that abutted his property. It was my garden, and my trellis in particular that sparked the disagreement. Our […]

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health, poetry/meter, space, weather

Abort

03/07/2012by Pierce Nahigyan Leave a comment

Our aborted mission to the moon was riddled with foreboding hints that we took to be mere nonsense. Weird cracklings over the interstellar radio were interpreted as fluctuations in the […]

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artifact, mystery, space

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"All the while I have been forgetting the third of my reasons for remaining so faithful a citizen of the Federation, despite all the lascivious inducements from expatriates to follow them beyond the seas, and all the surly suggestions from patriots that I succumb. It is for the reason which grows out of my medieval but unashamed taste for the bizarre and indelicate, my congenital weakness for comedy of the grosser varieties. The United States, to my eye, is incomparably the greatest show on earth."

- H.L. Mencken, On Being an American, 1922

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