Pseudo Space Traveler

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…sits in silence,

breathing in the

lavender night sky.

When he closes his eyes,

he sees periwinkle galaxies

so alluring that he weeps;

he desires to soar through the stars,

wistfully dancing through their dust,

allowing the gentle soprano of the vacuumed silence to take lead.

He’d leap through asteroid belts,

leaving footprints in the heavens,

moving through the suspended rocks as if he’s caught in a riptide.

What a magnificent time he would have.

His eyes snap open;

back to reality, he has no choice

but to gaze up at the sky

and ponder what-ifs and wilted …


By Vincent Midolo

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Alakazam

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…friends have nicknamed me Houdini.

I have the uncanny ability to make lovers disappear without a trace

With nothing but magic words and the ripping of a sheet.

They dematerialize into nothing but molecules and isotopes

And are swept up in the unforgiving wind produced when I utter the words:

“I can’t do this anymore.”


My magic is most proficient when my mind starts playing tricks on me.

It produces false pretenses, and speaks stories of treason,

Giving me the sign that the show is about to begin.

“Would anyone from the crowd like to…


By Vincent Midolo

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