by Robert S Goldsmith | Feb 26, 2016 | Evolution of the Novel
And so it is written! A prophecy so told as states an oracle that beyond our sense of reckoning a universe flourished in the evolution of both mind and soul; opposed to that a universe bent on ambition. In this telling, the universe of avarice sped ahead in the time...
by Robert S Goldsmith | Feb 26, 2016 | Evolution of the Novel
dARKNESS AND nOTHING eLSE. sILENCE AND nOTHING mORE Just scraps of atoms, an intercourse of infrastructure Just a gravitational momentum damming up like driftwood in a stream, but no stream and no drift or Perhaps an immense heat brought on by the atoms collisions a...
by Robert S Goldsmith | Feb 26, 2016 | Evolution of the Novel
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by Robert S Goldsmith | Feb 26, 2016 | Evolution of the Novel
Broken run. Dark alley gauntlet. Blood. Leaping garbage pails. There were sirens, blue-red flashing lights, and a whistle that bleated. Out of breath, body trembling, down Rio Grande Street, past the wog market, clamoring cars, another black alley. Down one block,...